It's official. I have decided I could ABSOLUTELY learn to LOVE frogs - no small feat for me - in exchange for a life (and kitchen) like Pioneer Woman Ree Drummond's, as featured in the September 2011 issue of Food Network Magazine.
I want a compound in the middle of nowhere, with fields, horses, goats*, several square feet of built-in butcher block counter tops and a moderately attractive, nature-friendly farm-hand hubs who doesn't mind my suburban pallor, skittishness, and affinity for pest control.
photo courtesy of Pioneer Woman, Day 400: Countertops, a Comparison.
In exchange, I agree to provide fan-freaking-tabulous food, an immaculately decorated residence, shared use of a large library of books, ninja research skills, intermittent kind-of-if-you-squint hottness, and a lifetime** of hilarity and thought-provocation. Also, a small pet fox***.
*or farm-animal-free vineyard. Potato, Potato (or Shiraz, Syrah, I suppose).
**mine, not yours. Sorry.
***Actually a dog, but I won't tell your friends.
That is all. Post about, I dunno, SOMETHING THAT MATTERS to come later. In the meantime, keep your eyes peeled for my thinky farmer man. And/or spend your afternoon on Pioneer Woman's website.
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