Our agenda was simple: Lots of shopping, lots of good food, life-altering cupcakes, no kids, and meeting the Pioneer Woman. The freaking Pioneer Woman!
We kicked off the Weekend of Awesomeness Saturday morning at the LDS Cannery. Canneries aren't really awesome, per se, but being prepared is awesome, no? (And if you don't know what a cannery is or why we Mormons go there, go here.) We were kind of in the way of a big group trying to can over 200 cans of food, so we got a few things and got out of there pretty fast.
Next up, shopping at Chesterfield Mall. All I have to say about that is, OMG. And...we did well.
On to the cupcakes. I found a link to this cupcake bar on-line several weeks ago. I've been craving good cupcakes for months, so this was a must-stop-shop.
It. Was. Amazing.
That's a picture of the actual cupcake we ate, Chocolate Thunder, taken by Cheryl. The outside is beautiful, but the inside is filled with chocolate ganache. Yeah. We even picked up a couple of cupcakes for the Pioneer Woman herself. (sealed from Jilly's of course)
Then, on to the main event. The book signing started at 6 and as we drove by at 4:30 we were shocked to find a line wrapped around the building. And we were a little scared, too, because it was freezing outside and we're not cold weather girls. Or wait-in-line-for-hours kind of girls, for that matter, so we almost threw out the whole thing. But, our cookbooks we're calling to be signed so we toughed it out.
It turned out to not be so bad. They let us inside after only 30 minutes and then we got to wait in chairs, which is awesome to a huge pregnant lady who'd been shopping for hours.
Ree spoke for just a few minutes and took some questions. She was sort of shaky and said that these events never get easier and that she was extremely nervous, which I thought was sort of sweet. Someone asked her how she comes up with her recipes, which I'd been wondering myself for quite some time, and turns out most of them are old family recipes from both her and her husband's family. Awwwww.
Speaking of husband, he was there, too. Marlboro Man himself was there and I felt kind of bad for him because lots of middle-aged desperates kind of stalked him out, after Ree went to a separate room to sign books, and then started taking pictures of him and with him and asking him to turn around so they could take pictures of his butt, which he did, and the whole thing was just weird. But, as I observed from afar, he seemed to oblige each fan and seemed really very sweet. But really, you would be too if your wife was bringing in over a million dollars a year from a blog. Yeah. Over a million bucks a year. Wowza. (And that estimate is from my own research. PW is far to classy to divulge such information. But, still. A million bucks.)
After waiting for an hour and a half, we finally got to meet Ree. She is very sweet and a lot tinier than you'd think from seeing her pictures on the Internet and considering how much butter she uses in her recipes. We should have asked her how she stays so thin...
She also has a sweet, demure sounding voice, which surprised me because the voice I had always imagined her with while reading her blog posts is much throatier and sarcastic.
We were really glad we stayed after we met her. And then we realized that we were famished, so we headed to P.F. Chang's and waited an hour and didn't get to even sit down until 9:30. And then the rest of the night is sort of a blur. I pretty much died when we got back to Danielle's apartment.
The next day I felt like total crap. But, T-bone took good care of me when I got home and I'll post about that tomorrow...