Hey, you casserole lover. Thanks for visiting my blog and for your interest in the Fifth Annual Casserole Party happening tonight at Brooklyn Label, but I have some bad news for you: it’s not an open event. To get through the doors you either must be a close personal friend of mine, a member of the press or (here’s the good news) bake your own casserole and compete. But you still have hours to accomplish this. So get out your tuna and your noodles and bake what your mama gave you. But don’t forget to register first. Oh, and read the rules & regulations; I’m pretty strict.
NYT Urban Eye: Where It’s Good to be Flaky
I’ve been terrible about updating this blog lately. And I apologize. I was just interviewing Rachel Kramer Bussel for SXSW World and though she has a full-time job and edits books, she manages to update Cupcakes Take the Cake at least six times a day. She is obviously doing something right that I am not.
Anyway, part of my craziness involves the fact that I’m planning a move to Kansas City in, oh, two days. I ran out of boxes and still have to pack my entire vintage Pyrex collection (save the green mixing bowl my friend broke when she was trying to be helpful by doing the dishes).
Part of the reason for the move is I need more mental and physical space to write, and well, I want a bigger kitchen. I promise to update the blog more in the new year and I can’t wait to tell you all about the new book I’m working on, but I will—wait that is.
Until then, check out all the great press I’ve gotten for the book. Or listen to my call-in to WNYC’s Brian Lehrer Show today.
How is it that a great review for “Casserole Crazy” is in one of my favorite magazines which features one of my most beloved female singers on the cover?
Have the stars just aligned in the shape of a vintage Pyrex dish?
I think they have.
Watch Eric Gunnar Rochow of Gardenfork TV navigate his way through the sea of cheese—and people—at the Fourth Annual Casserole Party last Monday at Brooklyn Label.
My book, my book!
In case you don’t live in Baltimore or aren’t actively stalking me and didn’t listen to my first ever (book-related) radio interview online this morning, you can hear me on Baltimore’s 93.1 WPOC.
Over at Laurie DeYoung’s show, they’ve even set up a friendly little casserole competition.
While this was the first radio interview I’ve done for the book, I’ve gotten lots of great press so far, which can all be found on the press page of this here website.
Hopefully there’s more to come. Because I’m going to cry like a baby when I get my first bad review.
Check out Dating Advice From Food Writers at Nerve.com, where I interviewed my friends Julie Powell (Julie & Julia), Adam Roberts (The Amateur Gourmet), Kara Zuaro (I Like Food, Food Tastes Good) and Scott Gold (The Shameless Carnivore).
Here’s a sample:
What’s the sexiest food?
Anything with truffles. If a non-meat product can have an animal essence, it’s the truffle.
What should I cook for someone I want a long-term relationship with?
Something homey like spaghetti and meatballs. If you’re making a family recipe, you’re opening up the conversation to talk about your past.
[Nerve: Dating Advice From Food Writers]
Lately I’ve been throwing around the idea of moving to Portland, Oregon. I hate the winter, I love all things green and am not at all bothered by rain. So it’s quite a coincidence (or a sign, if you believe in such things) that the Mercury, one of Portland’s alternative weekly papers, mentioned Casserole Crazy in an article on The New Casserole. Even more coincidental, considering I’d set my sights on the Mercury as my Portland dream job.
Anyway, the article makes it very clear that Portland needs some Casserole Crazy and the author will definitely get a copy of my book when it comes out in October.
My dad refuses to come to my website. I shouldn’t be all that surprised. He had to hang up the phone after he called to tell me that my health insurance statement had been sent to him and I warned him that he would find birth control on it. We didn’t talk for weeks after that. Later, he googled me, only to find a first-person piece I’d written on colonic irrigation. I guess the “my ass had finally lost its virginity” line really got to him.
Tonight, he called to tell me he’d seen that I’d made the July 8 New York Times. He had searched that site for my name, assuming it was safe and that he’d not find anything he didn’t want to. I told him to visit the press section of CasseroleCrazy to see more, and that there was only “one thing” that might bother him, “but I’d be happy to warn–”
“No, I won’t go to your website.”
“But it’s just–”
“No, Emily. Drop the subject.”
“But I can warn you wha–”
“Emily, drop the subject now. I’m not going to your website.”
“This is ridiculous, it’s not even-”
“DROP the subject, Emily.”
Alright. How ’bout them Chiefs?
Some great press so far for the Third Annual Casserole Party (pay no attention to those meany Gawker commenters).
It’s a small paragraph in a very large article about the recent Brooklyn Blogfest organized by Louise Crawford of Only the Blog Knows Brooklyn, but still, I’m pretty excited about it.