On our way to the Pioneer Woman’s place… kinda out in the middle of nowheresville.
At one point, Colleen and I both needed to use the little girls room. We passed one truck (that’s during the entire time we were on this stretch of road) and they stopped when they saw us. The blue Odyssey must have been a dead give away that we weren’t from around there. The very nice ladies rolled down their window, somehow sensing our need for help. Colleen blurted out, “We’re on our way to see Ree… you know, the Pioneer Woman?” Blank stares in return. I don’ think these two ladies spend a heckuvalotta time on the internet. She quickly added, “Is there a town around here anywhere? Some place we could find a bathroom?” The ladies looked at each other and smiled. No, no such place anywhere near by. They suggested we just pull over on the side of the road and relieve ourselves cowboy-style. Which we, indeed, did not do. Not in Pioneer Woman’s neck of the woods.
This is what greeted us when we arrived. Ree gracefully greeted all of the
stalkers guests, as we poured into her stunning lodge, bug eyed and silly with excitement. She had just pulled this beautiful tenderloin out of the oven. Yes, she does do all that cooking she writes about on her site…
This was dessert, an amazingly yummy yogurt dessert. It’s on her site, you’ve got to try it. Four ingredients and completely out of this world.
Ree spilled something on the floor and just look at her. Only a skilled hostess can clean up a mess and look like that doing it. One more crazy skill to add to her growing list. Amazingly, she does not like to be photographed for some reason, even though she’s clearly very beautiful and quite photogenic. Whatsupwitdat??
We had the pleasure of meeting Ree’s daughters, too. Both of them were so adorable, er, I mean quite lovely and mature. They clearly felt very comfortable around us and it was really cute to see them goofing off with their mama. They sang the most beautiful song for us… honestly, if I hadn’t been busy taking pictures, I might have teared up a little.
Word is that Ree’s daughters got their amazing singing voices from their mama. Geesh, is there anything this lady can’t do?
The stunning fondant cupcakes that Bakerella and Ree had made the day before. See the one that says PW + MM? How sweet is that? We did actually get to meet Marlboro Man, too, which completely surprised me. He’s an incredibly nice guy, and it was so cool to see him so involved in his family’s life. And I’ve gotta say, I can see why PW is so in love with her man. ‘Nuff said.
Bakerella was a wonderful teacher. Did you know she was on Martha Stewart? After seeing what she can do with some cake, a stick and some sprinkles, I can see why. She’s got some crazy skills in the kitchen.
Ree’s camera. THE camera. Not gonna lie… I had total camera envy. Actually, I have camera-user envy. I honestly think that she could use a disposable camera and still get some incredible pictures, way beyond anything I could ever hope to capture. And when I asked Ree what lenses she loved for her Nikon, she popped one of hers onto my camera to let me give it a whirl. She’s the real deal.
A perfect ending to a perfect day. Honestly, Colleen and I giggled all the way home, we had the best time. Whatever we thought the day might be like, it way surpassed that. And then some. So if you’ve been following PW and wonder, “Is she as cool in person as she is on the site? As talented? As funny?” you can wonder no longer. She is. And then add a heaping pile of “really kind” and “incredibly humble” and you’ve got a place to start.
Anytime you want some crazy company out there at your place, Ree, just give a shout! We’ll be there. With bells on.