Instead of pretending we're not both thinking the same thing, let's just admit that we're all noticing how I cut off the top of Paulette's head. And cutting off the top of a professional photographer's head is pretty embarrassing, like butchering the national anthem, or oversalting the canapes. You'd think that, given that PauIette flew all the way to California to work on our cookbook, I could have framed the shot a little more carefully.
Oh, but the fun we're having! We played around yesterday at the farmers' market, and I got to get all Barbizon modelly, turning my heels this way and that while caressing some especially photogenic radishes. Paulette snapped away, capturing the food, and capturing me looking appreciative at things like heads of lettuce (so frilly!) and piles of limes (so green!). Donna the artichoke lady was in on the fun, too, telling me to relax and look happy. You know the surest way to make someone not relaxed, and not happy-looking? I think you do.
It's pretty easy to look awkward when all the people milling about the market are staring at you, wondering why you, in particular, with your very unmodelly ways, are being trailed by a photographer who keeps telling you to buy the same bunch of carrots 45 times in a row. From this moment on, I plan to double my daily modeling rate. Take note.
So we modeled and we marketed, and we procured and we gathered, until finally we returned home and unburdened ourselves of many bags of produce, for, as you remember, our cookbook is fruity and vegetabley.
There was much cooking yesterday, too. Cooking, and dish washing (the Dish Dude is in Europe -- coincidence?), and re-arranging all the furniture in my house, because if there's one thing a professional photographer likes to do, apparently, it's to rearrange furniture. (I did not know this.) But that's okay. I'm a big fan of moving tables, especially after cooking vegetables for 10-1/2 hours and washing 4,000 dishes.
That's why I cut off Paulette's head.
To see one photo from the day's shoot, please visit the 5 Second Rule Facebook page.