So my friend Char introduced me to my latest obsession. Stalking P-Dub. Well, sorta. When I wake up in the morning, instead of jumping out of bed bright eyed and busy tailed, I reach over for my laptop and glasses. Crusty, bleary-eyed I click on my Pioneer Woman bookmark and eagerly see if somehow magically overnight while I was sleeping (and drooling in my sleep dreaming about her recipes) she had updated her blog.
During the day, when I have downtime, I check up on her blog again… waiting for the next update. When I first started reading through, it was sheer torture… staring at her pictures of food and reading her recipes at 10AM, stomach growling waiting for lunchtime. So like I had mentioned before, I roped my friend Jenn into this obsession. Two days into this stalking behavior, she went and bought us the PW Cookbook. (I heart you Jenn! :D) Jenn took it one step further when she texted me one night that PW was going to do a signing in SF. Oh be still my fluttering food obsessed heart! We immediately made plans on our calendar to go see her. And yesterday, we did. And in the spirit of PW, AMEN!
There was a huge crowd to see her; almost like an estrogen festival. I almost expected all of us to hug and swap details and talk about cooking. men. and the divacup.
YAY! After waiting for an hour sitting on our asses, PW showed up! (sorry for icky picture… we were in the Tenderloin neighborhood and there was no way I was hauling my Nikon out there!)
OMG… PW!! I heart your blog!! Can you see the tops of the other PW Groupies? 😀
After standing in line for about 2 hours, we got our books signed. Can I make a note that the organization and the staff that was handling this event was HORRIBLE!? We were given tickets that split us into different groups alphabetically. When Group A was waiting, they already had Group D lined up… We were in Group E and seriously… the line didn’t move… we didn’t move… the line crawled… When we were nearly up to the front, there were people sitting around and poor souls were Group M. If it took 2 hours to go through A-E… I wonder what time Group M fell into bed…