Our Book Release
After quite literally years of brainstorming, writing, cooking, test cooking, photographing, laughing, tasting, designing, editing and everything else that went into producing a high-quality cookbook…we finally had our very own book in our hands! It was time to celebrate!
We invited friends to join us for our “Book Release Party.” Mom flew south and we went right into the swing of party planning and prep. We signed hundreds of books, we planned recipes and decided on serve ware, we cooked and prepared Jen’s home for what we hoped would be many guests. Mom spent quite a bit of time making a garland to decorate the table. She cut leaf shapes out of our book’s proof pages and added silver paint backing to each one and then glue-gunned the leaves to twine. I asked if perhaps her time would be better spent deciding what we might say about the book when our guests arrived. She replied that the garland project was fun and it would make the decorations special and unique to our event. Mom thinks there is always time for fun!
The night proceeded with a wonderful turnout of amazing friends who took time out of their busy schedules to come celebrate our accomplishment, sample some recipes and hear some unscripted stories about the process and the fun we had creating our book. Mom and I both prefer to be behind the words, behind the lenses, behind the food…in other words, speaking to a group is not the thing we relish most. So, running out of time to prepare “remarks” might have been the best thing that accidentally happened. Prepared words would have put the pressure on to be delivered perfectly. Instead, we were among friends just telling them about photographing Frozen Strawberry Pie in the heat of a southern summer, why my 11-year-old son was given the privilege of taking our author photo, where the name Tillie Moon came from and many other anecdotes about the journey that we had completed.
It was an incredible night. And, yes, the leaf garland was beautiful. It added to the décor in a meaningful way. I am blessed with the extra bonus of using it in future decorating and I will always think of my Mom sitting down and taking time to do something extraordinary in the middle of the craziness that life always seems to offer. Thank you Mom for continuing to teach me lessons and show me the way to happiness, even though I am already a seasoned adult and mom myself.
Our friends left with insights into Memoirs of a Delicious Life, books to share with others, and some of our biscotti. I wish we could push “repeat” and do it all over again. Hopefully we will…when we write our next book?