And, DONE. Sort of.
I have officially just completed the manuscript for the next cookbook, The Mom 100 Family Table. Part of me feels great, part of me feels drained, and a big big part of me feels like I want to sleep for a week. But THAT’S not going to happen.
Momentarily I will start telling you all about the upcoming book, and happily providing sneak peeks. But first, a tiny sneak peek into the world of cookbook writing.
Here’s what happens during the last few months of writing a book — or completing any other project of similar magnitude. Everything else goes by the wayside. The laundry, the birthday presents, the haircuts, and it turns out, bizarrely, the regular grocery shopping. Here’s what we have in the fridge: chimichurri sauce, fried chicken legs, salmon burgers, leg of lamb, vegetarian chili, sundried tomato pesto, salsa verde, potato gratin with leeks and blue cheese, and ramps. Here’s what we don’t have in the house: laundry detergent, fruit, 1% milk for mornings, and anything resembling a normal snack. Jack took me aside last week to hiss at me, “Mom, it is not okay for you to offer Lucien stir-fry or pork loin when he asks for a snack.” Well, excuse me.
I still need to write the chapter intros, and the book intro….and I have to test those carrot cupcakes again for sure. And I just thought of a small change I want to make to the no bake peanut butter cocoa cookies. Even though I have tested every recipe in the book between 3 and 6 times, I will be testing each and every one at least one more time during these next several months.
In fact, the end of the manuscript is is just the beginning of the “book”. The beginning of a solid year of back and forth between me, my editor, our photographer and his team, the production editorial department, the production department, design, copy editing, sales, publicity, marketing and promotions. Handing in the manuscript is sort of the starting gun going off in terms of how the actual book gets made. Writing a cookbook is hardly solitary, in that I am constantly trying out the recipes on friends and family, and getting feedback from everyone. But now, it becomes much more of a team effort, and I really get excited about this part. I will celebrate with a fried chicken leg. And remind someone to bring home some milk.