Cat Cora conundrum

While awaiting my Bombay panini at Nadoz Cafe (Coronado), I browsed an issue of local foodie mag Sauce and found to my surprise that Iron Chef Catherine Cora is coming to St. Louis. Yay, I thought. Loves me some Cat Cora; I am still distressed over having missed a years-ago local appearance by her.

I read the ad for her event – a cooking demo from her new book, presented by Sauce and Left Bank Books, appearing at Moulin on Choteau Avenue – and then I skip down to the ticket price. Sixty-five bones. Ouch, I thought. Spendy! Granted, the price also includes a signed copy of the book.

Actually, I find myself with little choice here. Iron Chefs don’t often alight here in Flyover Central, the premise of the book – a retake on classic dishes – interests me, and I like Cat, so there it is. If I’m in town, I guess I’m going. Better check on my availability right away, the better to secure tickets. Foodies are like hill country bandits around here; given an opportunity, they pounce.

Note: If I’m to attend, I’ll have to take the day off from work. What a shame.

Another note: Ticket is purchased. w00t!