Monday, November 12, 2012


it's nothing, nothing really, just some words on the page, a line in the masthead that no one really sees, right next to the editorial that no one reads—

and yet—

seeing those two little words in print, tucked in a real product, a real thing, the smooth bound pages in your hand; a thing you could pull from the newsstand, carry to the cashier and read on the subway or at the park or at the table in your kitchen; this wild thing that you've read and crafted and written and tamed into 64 pages of words and pictures and food begging to be made—

well, kids, that little name of yours in black and white, that's just about as good as it gets.


  1. Congrats! That is an accomplishment. How many copies do you have?

  2. Oh awesome, awesome. In print, bound. Love it. YAY!!!

  3. NICKI!!!! THAT'S AWESOME! That is NOT nothing! I am so proud of you! Ugh, that sounds condescending, but I hope you know what I mean.

    Beers and tequila all around!!!

  4. YAY THAT IS SO EXCITING!!! Hugs and cupcakes for Nicki and her pure awesomeness!!! :)

  5. Yahoo for you! That is indeed a big deal...huge!!!

  6. That is SO NOT NOTHING! I AM SO FUCKING PROUD OF YOU!!! I hope that you got the unicorn, sparkles and fried chicken vibes that I sent you when I first read this!!!


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