A couple weeks ago I got my weekly Border's e-mail and it said "Meet Alton Brown! Details Inside!" And sure enough, Mr. Brown was going to be at the Border's bookstore on Michigan Ave. signing autographs of his new book Good Eats: The Early Years (the first in a trilogy). I looked at my calendar and saw that I wasn't working (Yay!) though Brad and I had already scheduled our weekly get together with one of our good friends. So I called Jacob and asked if we could take a rain check because let's face it, meeting Alton Brown or any Food Network star is pretty much a once in a lifetime experience. Well needless to say, Jacob understood and now we were just counting down the days until we could meet the man that creates Good Eats. Okay, so maybe it was more like just me counting down ;o)
Anyway, Alton was supposed to give a little speech at 7pm and then start signing autographs shortly after. I thought, let's leave as soon as Brad gets home and we'll get there a little over an hour before it starts. So we get there, buy a couple books for him to sign and then head up to the third floor to get our "good seats". Hah, yeah, that's funny Jessica. You think you can get there an hour in advance and get good seats? Try right when Borders opened up that morning. Yes, you heard me right. By the time we got there, we were in the third group, with each group holding 100 people...and we couldn't see anything but a sea of eager foodies.
We were okay though. It was the experience of it all, plus we were guaranteed to at least see him when he autographed our book even if we couldn't hear him talk. So we waited...
Suddenly there he was, Mr. Alton Brown him self right in front of me, pushing his way through the crowd, past me, and right to a little girl who was behind me in our zigzaging line. You see, he had caught wind that there were little kids waiting in line to see him, and it was already 10pm.
"Are your parental units here?"
Girl stares at him...she has no idea what "parental units" are
"We're right here!"
"Do you have a book for me to sign? It's late and there is no reason for you to be up past your bedtime"
After a while, he made his way back up to the front and eventually we had made our way to be next in line. And then it hit me. After all of that time waiting, Brad and I hadn't even thought of what we were going to say when we got to him. Brad then asks me, "Do you think he's going to introduce himself?" I say no, that it would be kind of funny since we all know who he is. Hey, it's our turn.
"Hi! I'm Alton"
"Hi, I'm Jessica" (shoot, I lost)
"Hi! I'm Alton"
"I'm Brad"
He began signing our books and I asked him if he was tired ("I'm built for endurance") and how jealous we were that he got to go to Seattle next ("Yeah, but it's not like I really get to see the city"). I also told him that he looked great- He has trimmed down a lot since his Feasting on Asphalt Show ("Thank you...*pause*...Thank you very much") I think I said a couple more really silly things but they escape me at this moment. Anyway, then it was time for our picture and I went to pick up our books for Brad and I too leave. "No, no, let him carry them...Chivalry isn't dead yet"
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