I haven't mentioned this to anyone, really, for fear of jinxing myself (I admit to being overly excited about mostly irrelevant things), but now that it's been published, I'm pleased to report that:
I was interviewed by The Wall Street Journal.
Yes. THAT Wall Street Journal. The one that my dad reads.
Here's how it went down.
Back in May, Jeremy and I took a "Pizza on the Grill" cooking class at the Kitchen Conservatory. This was part of his birthday gift from me - it was sort of a "theme" gift: I also got him a pizza stone (that can be used on the grill), an apron for grilling and Weber's Way to Grill cookbook.
The cooking class was fabulous - it was taught by Margi Kahn, KC's resident bread making expert - so the class focused on making different kinds of pizza dough from scratch. We had a great time - Jeremy is definitely a cooking novice, and he really enjoyed learning all about how to make his favorite food at home.
After the class, I chatted with KC's marketing director, Ruth -- we discussed Twitter, social media, that sort of thing. ANYWAY. A few weeks ago, she contacted me and asked me if I'd be willing to be interviewed about cooking. I thought it was going to be for some local publication, like the Suburban Journal or something.
No, turns out: The Wall Street Journal.
After I (mostly.) conquered my fear, I e-mailed the reporter - she wanted to speak with me - and we set up a phone interview. During all this, I had approximately 500 heart/panic attacks. I rambled on for about fifteen minutes about my cooking skills (or lack thereof), how much we cook at home, how much we eat out, etc.
Anyway: here is the result!
NB: my husband's idea of a fine meal is not a fried bologna sandwich, that's just the only thing he claims to be able to make in the kitchen ;o)