I think I'm going to have to bring donuts to Caroline Connors at The Review to thank her for the nice write-up below.
The sad thing is, Dat Donut is no longer on 111th. Dat Donut owned me. What to do...what to do?
The Beverly Bakery donuts I brought to Chicago Parent Magazine yesterday were a hit. I was there doing a super-fancy "photo shoot" which highlighted the glory of my 7 chins for the new column starting in January.
After that, I met up with Miniature Friend and some of the gals to celebrate her November birthday (which I delayed because I had to fit into that bridesmaid dress). Miniature Friend walked into the restaurant carrying the proof copy of my new book and a stranger ran up to her, excitedly, to ask:
What are you READING???
I swear to God, she was not a paid actress.
So that made me really happy.
Anyhoo, I am sorry for not being particularly pithy as of late. I promise that once I start sleeping a little better and cutting down on my Red Bull intake, things will return to normal. Or at least as "normal" as you have ever known me to be (borderline at best).
Thank you again to everyone who has shown such wonderful support. This has been a crazy ride, but also a whole lot of fun!