You read Pioneer Woman already, don’t you? Tell me you read Pioneer Woman? I had, but then hadn’t for awhile. Then I realized her cookbook (drool, swoon) had just come out. Just a few days before I visited and I wanted it, oh I wanted it, but I’m trying to control my spending and acquiring, and the cookbook bookcase is full, yes, you read that right cookbook bookcase.
But then I walked into the library, I’m trying to find a new book to rival the goodness of the last one and I breeze by the NEW BOOKS section and there it is, brand spanking new, on the shelf staring out at me:
You know what I love…..
I love the not so simple simple life. I love recipes made from the heart. I love some really, really good cattle pictures, for real. And I love when someone can start a blog, become famous and still not apologize and still seem 100% real deal. I love they took a bajillion photos of her for the cover and she had her hubby take this one of her in her real kitchen.
You know what I think….
I think there must be a real deal cowboy out there who’s looking for a girl to cook sweet meals and raise wild children? Right? Cattle are optional, goats are a necessity.