I left Chicago many years ago to move to California. You can't help but live a healthy lifestyle here if you want to fit in. I find myself eating chicken and salad and chicken and salad and salad and chicken, like a monk.
I like to cook simple things, like vegetable egg-white omelets; roast chicken; sauteed chicken breast with curry powder; and Greek salad. Just things that are fresh and healthy and fast and easy, because I have such a crazy schedule.
call it chicken salad
Snoop Dogg eats terrible. That's another reason I had to leave him. I would have been dead of a heart attack. He literally eats at 7-11. That's where he does his grocery shopping or it's Roscoe's Chicken & Waffles, or it's Denny's delivery. There's not a piece of salad or vegetable within two miles of this dude.
I eat a lot of chicken with salad or salmon with salad.
I'm known as a recruiter. Well you've got to have chicken to make chicken salad.
You can't make chicken salad out of chicken feathers
Can't make chicken salad out of chicken noodle
When I was six I had a chicken that walked backward and was in the Pathe News. I was in it too with the chicken. I was just there to assist the chicken but it was the high point in my life. Everything since has been anticlimax.
I burn a lot of energy when I'm filming, so I eat a mountain of chicken, broccoli, potatoes and salad, and if I'm absolutely exhausted, I'll have a chocolate bar, too.
If you call it a riot, it sounds like it was just a bunch of crazy people who went out and did bad things for no reason. I maintain it was somewhat understandable, if not acceptable. So I call it a rebellion.
[Chickens] are very frenetic. So if you think about it and you look back in other movies, like if someone's taking a crazy bus ride somewhere and it's like, 'Oh, what makes this bus ride crazy?' There's a chicken in the aisle, or like there's a chicken in a crate. So I just think the presence of chickens makes things crazy.
He was kind of a fringe NFL guy. Some people think in the right situation he might have stuck for a bunch of years. The reality is he didn't, and he took, I guess, chicken parts and made chicken salad.
Zerts' are what I call desserts. 'Trée-trées' are entrées. I call sandwiches 'sammies,' 'sandoozles,' or 'Adam Sandlers.' Air conditioners are 'cool blasterz' with a 'z' - I don't know where that came from. I call cakes 'big ol' cookies.' I call noodles 'long-ass rice.' Fried chicken is 'fry-fry chicky-chick.' Chicken parm is 'chicky-chicky-parm-parm.' Chicken cacciatore? 'Chicky-cacc.' I call eggs 'pre-birds,' or 'future birds.' Root beer is 'super water.' Tortillas are 'bean blankets.' And I call forks 'food rakes.'
I would never be happy with just coming to TV tapings, not working house shows, and just getting by, staying in the shadows. I'm proud of the fact that I can turn chickenshit to chicken salad.