A few months ago, it was actually at this bridal shower, one of my friends said “meredith, I think you’d really like joy the baker”. Eversince the moment when I went home and looked her up, we’ve become best friends, ok, perhaps it’s all in my head.
What I expected to find at joythebaker.com was “just anotherfood blogger”. She does have a food blog, but she also has a podcast, and a cookbook. She’s the right blend of lady, chef, foodie, photographer, and goodclean laugh till you cry real life funny.
I’ve been obsessively listening to her podcast at work,which has literally had me crying as I laugh so hard. I fear I have becomeslightly anti-social because I’m always plugged in. The good news is that I amcaught up, and now I have to wait till Thursday to listen to the new episode. Joy hosts the podcast with her friend ossimilar food/photog persuasion, Tracy from Shutterbean.com. Sometimes I talkabout “joy & tracy” like I know them. And I feel like I do, because theyare so REAL life on the podcast. This Real Life/Real Talk has inspired a newfeaturette on my blog. It will debut shortly.
Anyway…I’m casually reading her blog one day and see alittle line “I’m teaching a pie baking class and signing books at King ArthurFlour November10th!” I nearly died. NO ONE comes to Vermont. I signed up forthe class, balked for a half a second about the price, and did it! I forwardedthe link to my friend that introduced me to Joy, and by the time she got it, it was SOLD OUT.
I woke up at the crack of dawn last Saturday to make it toSouthern VT by 9am. I rocked out HARD to 1996 Jars of Clay and Rebecca St. James.Oh it was a good trip.
I walked into the gorgeous fancy pants kitchen where Joy wasstanding, no big deal. And I was completely star struck. The class consisted ofabout 14 totally adorable 20-something young ladies. Complete fan-dom. Thewoman that introduced her said “I don’t need to give Joy an introduction, youladies all know who you’re going to be baking with, I know you do. Because thisclass sold out in 15 mins!”
We baked an apple pie and a sweet potato pie. Complete withlots of butter and REAL pie crust. I’ll be real with you: Two, ingredients in,I had already messed up. I put 3 TBS of SALT…not SUGAR in my mixing bowl. Isummoned one of the cute women that was assisting the class, she so sneakilydumped my salty floury mess! Saved! Then as I’m trying not to mess up AGAIN, I’mvery carefully dicing my butter, as Joy walks by my station, and says “you cantell who’s a perfectionist by how they cut their butter”. It was me.
I continued on baking, and chatting with the girls in class,and snapping the occasional pic, it was a challenge to get some, but I ofcourse had to!
Starting off with the drive down:
1 comment:
rebecca st. james!
so sarah has the pioneer woman, and you have joy the baker? i feel like now i need a female foodie obsession. dang.
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