Saturday’s book launch for Something Borrowed, Something Bleu at Old Firehouse Books was a blast. I revved up the ol’ oven after five weeks of dormancy and baked up a big pile of sourdough boules. Meg brought her amazing cheeses from the Windsor Dairy, and people were lined up with books by the time we got everything sliced and arranged and ready for noshing.
I am so grateful to my friends and colleagues who came to support me. I’m delighted to have met fans of the series who were excited and anxious to read the fourth book. People I met at Old Firehouse last year came to buy more books. Three women bought the whole series – how could I not be thrilled by that? I met new friends and caught up with old ones. Thank you everyone.
Several people hadn’t even been in this fabulous bookstore before, though it’s been in this charming downtown location for over a year. So it was good for the bookstore, too.
And good for the Windsor Dairy, since Meg and her husband answered lots of questions about their European mountain cheeses made from organic, grass fed, raw milk. I traded some bread for a couple chunks of cheese, and I’ve been eking them out carefully the last two days, savoring each nibble.
It’s really Meg’s fault that I wrote Something Borrowed, Something Bleu in the first place, you see. Twenty-plus years ago (let’s not be too specific) she and I spent a lot of time hanging out in the Colorado State University Philosophy Department’s common room. Our discussions were ridiculously wonky and deeply meaningful, though our perspective on which was what has likely changed. After graduation we went our separate ways around the country and around the world and completely lost touch.
Then serendipity struck. Two weeks after I moved back to Colorado I went to the farmers market to stock up on Good Food and ran into Meg selling her cheeses. Awesome! We promptly caught up on the rudimentary what-have-you-been-doing-for-the-last-twenty-years information between market customers.
“Home Crafting Mysteries,” she said. “Really. You should write one about cheese making.”
Hmm, I thought. Yeah, I could do that.
And the rest is history. Recent history, but still.
So it was very satisfying to be able to share this book launch with her. Good times, girlfriend, indeed.