{"id":1339,"date":"2008-01-02T01:39:00","date_gmt":"2008-01-02T01:39:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/elitemporaryblog.wordpress.com\/2008\/01\/02\/happy-news"},"modified":"2008-01-02T01:39:00","modified_gmt":"2008-01-02T01:39:00","slug":"happy-news","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/orangette.net\/2008\/01\/happy-news\/","title":{"rendered":"Happy, news"},"content":{"rendered":"
Sometimes I can\u2019t believe it\u2019s only been five years, or five years and change, since I moved to Seattle. It feels like ages in all the right ways. Every time I come home from somewhere else, every time the plane bump-bumps to a stop at SeaTac, my heart pumps a little harder. I never knew this city could make me so happy. I didn\u2019t mean to stay here. I came for graduate school, that\u2019s all. But then the big gray clouds sort of nudged their way into my heart, and they must have let loose all kinds of rain in there, because now it\u2019s full to bursting. Christmas on the East Coast was a treat, be-bopping around between Manhattan and Long Island and New Jersey, but coming home was even better.<\/p>\n
No, really, I\u2019m not going to write for long today. I just wanted to stop in and tell you about some happy news that\u2019s come my way. It\u2019s only appropriate, I think, given that it\u2019s the beginning of a new year, and who doesn\u2019t like happy news on New Year\u2019s? (Lord knows I do<\/a>.)<\/p>\n What I want to share with you is this: that I am now [insert squeal<\/span>] writing for Bon App\u00e9tit<\/span><\/a>. As of the February 2008 issue, I am a monthly columnist for the magazine. My column is called <\/span>\u201cCooking Life,\u201d and in it, I\u2019ll be sharing stories of discovery in my kitchen and beyond – with recipes, of course. (The first recipe is for lamb sausage patties with fresh mint, feta, and garlic.) The column has been in the works since last July – I had my first phone meeting about it only six days before my wedding; it was a teeensy<\/span> bit of a stressful week – but I didn\u2019t want to tell you about it until it was in print, until it felt really-and-truly real. And now, holy cow, it is, and it does. If you\u2019re a subscriber, you may already have your February issue. If not, it\u2019ll be on newsstands very soon. Either way, I do hope you\u2019ll keep an eye out for it. I would never have had the opportunity to do this if it weren\u2019t for you, you know – you and your cheers. Really. I mean it. You, you, you<\/span>.<\/p>\n<\/a>
I\u2019m not going to write for long today. I\u2019m still recovering from the five pizzas – FIVE! – we ate during our three days in Manhattan, not to mention the sour gummy stars I got in my Christmas stocking and have been eating obsessively for the past week until yesterday, when, in a last-ditch effort to regain my sanity, I threw the last of the bag away, rescuing my tongue mere moments before the \u201csour sanding<\/a>,\u201d or whatever it\u2019s called, could scour away my last taste bud. Phew<\/span>.<\/p>\n