Ree Drummond: She not only cooks, she sizzles!

(Image via ReeDrummond.com)
(Image via ReeDrummond.com)

I’m not sure when, exactly, I became a fan of “The Pioneer Woman“–Ree Drummond’s cooking show on Food Network. For that matter, I’m not even sure why. I don’t cook. I don’t like to cook. I don’t like to think about cooking. Yet, I, like millions of other Ree-lovers, love to tune in to the Food Network religiously and watch the Pioneer Woman cook her ass off.

However with Ree, it’s not just her cooking that I find appealing, which is saying a lot because her cooking looks damn good; Ree’s warmth, transparency and her talent for not taking herself too seriously also strike a delicious chord with me. And apparently, these qualities of Ree’s struck a chord with my picky-reader diet as well, as I found myself absolutely salivating over her book, Black Heels to Tractor Wheels, this past week.

Black heels tractor wheels
(Image via Amazon.com)

“It’s like a Harlequin romance novel!” I exclaimed to my mother. “But it’s real and it’s funny!”

High praise, indeed, coming from a person who doesn’t like to read. Actually, it’s not that I don’t like to read, I just don’t like to read boring crap. And in my writerly – and romantic – opinion, Black Heels to Tractor Wheels is neither.

“This isn’t just any love story; it’s a universal tale of passion, romance and all-encompassing love that sweeps us off our feet. It’s a story of a cowboy. And Wranglers. And chaps. And the girl who fell in love with them.”

(Black Heels to Tractor Wheels)

Man, I’m a sucker for a good love story–just ask my remote control. “When Harry Met Sally.” (Check.) “You’ve Got Mail.” (Yep.) “Twilight.” (Don’t judge me.)  Yes, a story with a healthy amount of wit and adoring, awkward glances is a story for me. Oh, and lust–I like lots of lust in my love stories. And interestingly enough, Black Heels to Tractor Wheels does not disappoint.

“Lort! Ree and Marlboro Man are really going at it!” I thought aloud as I read – and re-read – multiple saucy passages. “And she put this in her book for all the world and her Episcopalian church members to read? Go ‘head, Ree!”

I’m a slow reader naturally, but trust me when I say I really took my sweet time reading this book. (Wink.) Granted, Ree didn’t go into deep, graphic, body part-by-body part detail like some writers I know, but, honey, she didn’t have to. I could see it all playing out in my mind’s eye…and my mind liked what it saw.

I knew there had to be more to Ree and her husband than just the sweet, polite country couple the Food Network shows every week, I thought. I knew there had to be something sizzling other than pots and pans. 

And while I enjoyed the other, non-lustful parts of the book as well, I found the juxtaposition of Ree – a beloved all-American wife, mother and homemaker – and Ree – a be-lustful sexual being – especially refreshing. And this Saturday, when Ree presents her first Pioneer Woman Christmas special on the Food Network – at 8pm Eastern – I’ll be watching in earnest to see how the temperature of the pots and pans compares to the temperature between Ree and her Marlboro Man.

marlboro man
Ree’s husband, Ladd, a.k.a. “Marlboro Man.” (Image via ThePioneerWoman.com)

Copyright © 2014-2015 Stephanie Rochelle Redd. All rights reserved.

 

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