how many dreams come true are we granted in a lifetime? it strikes me that even one puts you squarely in the category of extremely fucking lucky – & here I currently sit, after winning a james beard award last week.
and so it went–
there was no question in my husband's mind that he'd be in new york to support me, & apparently, not in my dad's either; he surprises me shortly before the awards, handsomely suited & ticket in hand. they've both shown up to share this moment with me. remember this forever.
