I have a LOT of vegetarian cookbooks. Not that I'm a vegetarian, but I just happen to LOVE vegetables. (A lot more than my husband. In fact, I could probably BECOME a vegetarian and not miss meat (well, except for pork).)
When I say I found this little book, I mean it: I found it. I'd never seen it before, or at least I don't remember ever seeing it. I took it into my husband's office and asked him, "Did you buy this book?" He said, "Never saw it before in my life."
I opened the book and there was a yellow Post-It note inside that said:
I knew you were looking for a book about cooking with vegetables. I thought this one was pretty nice.
(Check is inside the book.)
At least I THINK it was signed Allar. While the note was printed, the signature was not and it was pretty incoherent. More important, I flipped through the pages to find the check. Darn. Mom must have taken it out and cashed it! And since there was a post-it note inside the book, there's a good chance I bought the book at a garage sale. But if so, why don't I remember it? I usually devour cookbooks (not literally, thank goodness), and this one is just the kind of thing I enjoy.
And I did enjoy reading through it, and marked a number of recipes I'd like to try.
Do you ever forget you've bought a book?