Reading Rainbow

I went to a book signing right smack in the middle of the day. Never heard of the book. Or the author. But since dream job #847 is to write and photograph a coffee table book, I figured I should go. For research.

When my friend told me the signing was for a woman who wrote a cookbook about decadent cooking for one, I envisioned a dumpy friendless blue hair. But Suzanne Pirret is a svelte diva of sorts with a Harvard education, London digs, and a subtle yet noticeable chip on her shoulder.

I bought her book. Not because I plan on whipping up Grilled Spatchcocked Spiced Quail for dinner tonight. Or ever. But because homegirl had a point-of-view and did a semi-decent job at illustrating it. Yeah she's kind of a poser. Yeah she's trying too hard. But maybe there's something in this book I can learn from. Even if it's what not to do.

Like, don't use some cheesy ass typeface on the cover of your book. DO wear a super hot dress.