Yesterday I had the privilege of meeting the adorable & enchanting Julie of Sugarfoot Eats! I see a lot of meet-ups between bloggers who live in bigger cities like Chicago and LA, but living in Wichita, KS, the middle of nowhere, I never thought I’d run into another blogger within 100 miles.
I met Julie through Eliot’s Eats, when we both commented on “Eliot’s” (not her real name, thus the quotations) review of some Wichita restaurants she visited while on a business trip. We’ve been following one another’s blogs ever since, but being the recluse that I am, I kept putting off suggesting a meet-up. Although you wouldn’t probably guess it of me, even if you met me (I’m pretty relaxed once I get over my urge to run in the other direction), I’m sort of antisocial. But when Julie told me she would be moving soon, I knew I would kick myself if I didn’t meet her before I lost the opportunity for good. And we literally met on her last full day here in Wichita.
Despite my aversion to social behavior, I had the most wonderful time with Julie. We met at The Copper Oven, a place Julie reviewed back in January. I went there right away to try the white layer cake she bragged on, and it was every bit as good as she said. So we decided to meet there for lunch so I could try their “real” food too.
The first time our waitress came to take our order, Julie laughed and said, “I haven’t even looked at the menu yet.” We launched into conversation so quickly and easily, it took us a while to shut up and focus on the menu long enough to make a decision.
Now, despite my recent healthier eating, I had every intention of ordering something cheesy-greasy-delicious. And for dessert, I was going to have a big piece of cake. But I have to be honest here, I’ve went off the rails and have been mostly substituting on junk for the last week (the stupid Guiness & Bailey’s cupcakes sent me into a tailspin) so the only thing that looked good to me when I browsed the menu (which had so many greasy delicious possibilities) was the fattoush salad with grilled salmon.
After our prayer, we dug in right away until I gasped, realizing I’d committed the cardinal sin of food blogging: not taking a picture first. So here’s the picture of my partially eaten salad, which doesn’t convey the bright beautiful colors in the slightest:
Julie still had half of her Butcher Block sandwich left and she let me take a photo of it also. We both agreed that the fruit cup she ordered as a side totally justified the bacon and cheese-filled grilled ham sandwich of delight.
Julie offered to cut me off a piece of her sandwich and I declined, but Dennis and I actually returned to the Copper Oven for dinner and I couldn’t resist ordering it, remembering that gooey melty cheese and the sweet pepper bacon that Julie had said was “really good.” She was right.
I was so full I couldn’t even finish my salad (this is so not normal for me!), so I skipped on dessert, but when Dennis and I returned we split a piece of chocolate cake so my cake dreams were fulfilled.
Julie is such an easy conversationalist that nearly 2 1/2 hours passed by without me realizing it. We learned a lot about each other in that short time, discussing everything from our blogs, relationships, family, religion, dogs, and of course, cooking and baking. By the time we left, the rain had stopped and the sun had come out and it was the perfect end to a lovely lunch and meet-up. I’m so glad to have met her and so thankful that everything aligned to make it possible!
If any of you bloggers/readers out there live in Wichita or ever come through, give me a holla so maybe we can do lunch!! You’d better catch me while I’m coming off a social high before the hermititus creeps back in. :)