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At 15, I knew someone whose mother cooked macrobiotic, so I persuaded my mother to go macrobiotic with me.

My parents were all into macrobiotic cooking and natural cooking, and my sister was a vegetarian. I wasn't down with that.

My mother turned into a professional widow. She couldn't understand why I wanted to be an engineer; she thought I should be a chicken farmer.

Being a hippy was the most natural thing in the world to me.

My mother wasn't a stickler for the more practical approaches to life.

My mum was my inspiration. As cliche as that sounds, she was the reason that we started. She chose cycling to lose weight. I was only eight at the time, so I just followed what my mum did.

Cooking skills aside, my mother is an exceptional nurturer.

I credit my grandmother for teaching me to love and respect food. She taught me how to waste nothing, to make sure I used every bit of the chicken and boil the bones till no flavor could be extracted from them.

I remember how my dad was so into herbal solutions and health food well before that stuff became popular.

My mother made a lot of things because she thought they'd be healthy for us. There were some very unfortunate experiences with whole wheat bread and bananas. I always tried to get rid of that sandwich and eat one of my friends' lunches.