Dork high-fives Martha Stewart
Yesterday at the Georgia Aquarium, Martha Stewart wedged me in for 10 minutes — just after her lunch of fried chicken and collard greens (hand delivered by Watershed’s Scott Peacock) and just before 700 eager souls got their copies of “Martha Stewart’s Cookies” and “Martha Stewart’s Cooking School” signed. Some had waited in line for three hours, so I was brief.
I managed to ask her a few stupid and semi-stupid questions, But mostly I had fun making these observations about her:
- She’s smart. You see the mental wheels turn very quickly after every question, and her responses come out as well-formed declarative sentences with all the parts of speech in the right places.
- She has a gift for reading tone and mood. One television interviewer was serious, one was a bit fawning, and I was simply odd. In a flash, she could switch gears from reasoned response to the noblesse oblige expected of her, to lobbing a quick joke. That’s why she’s always so good with the master of squirrely tone, David Letterman.
- She’s slyly self parodying: When I asked her about her favorite cocktail, she said “straight vodka” but then decided to Martha it up a bit. A slice of orange. No, a kumquat. No, a really good kumquat. Over ice. In a beautiful glass. I think “Martha Stewart’s Cocktails” was just born.
- She’s always game: For some reason, I suggested an ironic high five. I expected an arched eyebrow. Instead, her arm shot up.