I adapted your scone and pasta recipes to something that might induce heart murmurs but not a full-blown coronary incident.
I've made plenty of your recipes, some even on this blog. I was a voyeuse into another life, another waistline, another tax class, and I liked it. Your blog has been like bad porn: I can't look and not get tingly at the thought of eating things with cream, buying $120 earrings because I can't find a matching pair, playing Oprah by giving away dozens of KitchenAids, enjoying lavish 5-star hotel stays. How is "broil a shitload of butter on bread" a recipe?īut I stayed with you. This one was not even worthy of cooking class for 12-year-old boy scouts. Your recipes up to that point had been interesting, though extravagantly rich in calories. You call it " The Bread" and speak of it as if it came from Christ Himself. Last summer you posted a "recipe" for an utter abomination. What the hell was I doing wrong that I can't do half of what you do? You don't make me feel very good about myself and that's not good for a relationship. My friend's comments got me thinking about how effortless you made it all seem, and how inadequate it made me seem in comparison. That evening was when the shine started to come off the "P-Dub" apple for me. I'd spent 5 hours and $40 on the book + gas for naught.
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There was no new content, and all the content was available for free online. Every single recipe - I repeat "Every Single Recipe" - was from your blog. When I got home that night, I read your cookbook cover to cover. Each of my blog posts was taking me about an hour to write, edit, and illustrate with photos. I was working half-time, gardening my wee city lot, raising chickens, and cooking from scratch as you purported to do. I had recently started blogging around that time.
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At least I can say my copy of the book was in the same room as you at some point.ĭuring our fruitless, long-ass wait Nancy wondered aloud how you managed to do a book tour, home-school 4 kids, clean not 1 but 2 houses, take all kinds of photos and photoshop them, write a cookbook, develop and photograph recipes, blog 4-5 times per day, stay slender on said recipes, take care of a house full of animals, garden, host dinner parties, and still sleep.
Nancy and I finally gave up after 3 hours when we realized that my ticket letter to queue up was G and you were only on the D tickets. I handed the book to your bored mother-in-law because I never got within 30 feet of you. I included a note but didn't tell you who I was because I didn't want to come across as an attention-grubbing blogger seeking a mention on your site. I wanted you to have it because 1) you were in WA and 2) I'd heard that you wanted to raise chickens. I talked a friend into making the hour-plus drive to a bookstore over 50 miles away, where I bought your book sight-unseen, and waited for the chance to meet you and have you sign it. Last spring, you came to Washington State. Heck, though I'm childless, I even read the ones about homeschooling out of curiousity. I looked forward to your posts, as many as 4 or 5 each day. I visited your blog, liked it, and signed up for the RSS feed. Someone told me about you perhaps 2 years ago. If you're a Pioneer Woman (aka Ree Drummond) fan, stop reading now. Read on if you wish but no further comments will be allowed on this post, nor will any comments - positive or negative - about The Pioneer Woman be permitted on my blog. This post has run its course and is nearly a year old. I even permitted posts that were nasty to me personally.
I did not resort to a single name-calling incident or slander, and allowed all comments to be posted, regardless of their point of view or tone. I stated my decision to move on to other blogs that had more relevance to my life. I was feeling disillusioned by what I felt was an unrealistic presentation of la vie en rose showcased by Ms.
My original intent in writing this post was not to be mean-spirited or to express jealousy that I'm not a millionaire fending off cookbook contracts and endorsements. UPDATED 12/18/11 - I've disabled further comments on this post because I'm tired of the attacks on me and on other readers from both sides of the debate.
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