I’m sleepless in Seattle at the moment. Or rather trying to sleep on a plane headed out of Seattle to NYC. Week One of the book tour is over and I’ve had a terrific time all along the way, starting with Cara tantalizing me with sausages (Pittsburgh spelling) at our Berkeley appearance together, and surprising me two days later by showing up at my signing in San Francisco albeit sans saucisson. Thanks again, blogmate.
Even though it’s been only a week, I’m detecting a trend in the audiences. Not sure why, but there’s a heaviness in the air. Not in general, and certainly not in the folks who come to see me, but nonetheless I feel it. Perhaps it’s just me. Having jumped from Greece right into the tour, I’m still a bit jetlagged. Or is it another sort of lagged?
|At the Poisoned Pen in Scottsdale, AZ with Barbara Peters|
People tell me that the news out of Greece is so sad. That they weep for the country and its people. They ask me what is going to happen. I wish I had an answer. I wish anyone had an answer. Better yet, a solution.
I’ve come to a decision. No more talk here for a while about the difficulties facing Greece. It’s time to lighten the mood. Let’s talk about recipes, crazy quirks, gods, superstitions and sex. That last category is to keep the weak minded among us interested.
The question is where to start. Or better yet, when. I have some dynamite Greek recipes but they’re not with me. I’ll get to them next week. HEY, don’t laugh. I had dinner this past week with author Julia Spencer-Fleming and she said that’s a sure fire way increase mystery book sales—include a recipe with your book. Nothing ventured, no pounds gained.
Crazy quirks are a possibility but having spent three days earlier this week in Scottsdale, Arizona, I’m still a bit disoriented on that subject.
And though I’d like to write about the gods, I need my reference books at hand. That, too, I’ll get to.
Superstitions I wrote about almost a year ago practically to the day, so that’s been done. Which leaves me with sex. Nah, I’ll wait ‘til I get home for that too. OUCH!
How about humor? I skimmed through the Greek newspapers looking for any example of the Greeks’ terrific sense of humor. I know it’s out there somewhere, but honest to God, all I could find were two headlines that marginally qualified:
“Oprah Handpicks Eulogia Organic Fir Honey as One of her Favorite Things for the Holiday Season.”
“Breakstone’s Unveils First-Ever Nationally Distributed Greek Style Sour Cream.”
That, my friends, was as close as I could find to “humorous” in the Greek papers. Which leads me to conclude that my instincts are right. It’s time to leave the heavy stories to The New York Times and Greek papers. We need a change here and so next week tune in for some of the best Greek recipes ever.