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The cheese board is my big treat at Christmas that I have to deny myself during the rest of year.

One of the things I had a hard time getting used to when I came to California in '78 was Santa Claus in shorts.

I got sent some cheese once. I'm not sure if that was saying something about my act, or just because I like cheese.

There've been times when I've bought a whole pound of cheese and walked down the street and eaten it in one go.

I need to have a cheesesteak.

I might put a nicer pair of heels on and a cooler outfit, but I'm still that naughty girl who likes a slice of cheesecake on my day off.

My mom has this ugly Santa ornament, and one year, I took it off the tree and clipped it to her pillow. We've been trading it back and forth ever since - 16 years now. I wore it to the Golden Globes and even put it in her bird feeder. As the birds eat, it's slowly revealed.

When I was 21 years old, I had a job playing Santa Claus in a shopping centre in Sacramento. I was rail thin, so it's not like I was a traditional Santa Claus even then. I had a square stomach; that was the shape of the sofa cushion that I had stuffed into my pants.

Having a birthday cake squashed into your face by young kids? Delicious. I always don a Santa suit at Christmas. Remaining childish is a tremendous state of innocence.

When I was a little girl, I remember carrying my orange UNICEF carton with me as I went Trick-or-Treating.