Drummond writes the Pioneer Woman blog and gets about 13 million page views a month, enough to spin off a cookbook: The Pioneer Woman Cooks. Although not due out until Oct. 27, it is currently at No. 1 on Amazon's preorder list in the Cooking, Food & Wine category. Technorati ranks the Pioneer Woman on its list of the 100 most powerful and influential blogs in the world.
Each month, roughly 2 million women -- and her readers are mostly women -- flock to the blog to live vicariously as Drummond unspools her "how in the world did I end up here?" story of a would-be city girl who now finds herself a wife and mother of four living on a ranch in the middle of nowheresville. It is by turns hilarious, romantic, poignant -- and always illustrated by a gasp-inducing number of photographs that verge on the erotic as she chronicles her kitchen's goings-on. (A recent cake recipe used 53 photos -- 53!)
The heart of Pioneer Woman is its food corner, the Pioneer Woman Cooks. There are canning instructions, and one perennially popular entry is a step-by-step "how to" on cooking a steak. And there are hundreds of recipes. Recipes, though, are almost beside the point.
This is one food blog that is as much about the lookin' as the cookin'.
"I hear from readers, I know a lot of them love to look at the pictures. I'm not sure what that says about the rest of it," Drummond jokes.
She never intended to live on a cattle ranch. Though Drummond was raised in Oklahoma, she fled just as soon as she could, heading for Los Angeles and the University of Southern California. "There was just something about Los Angeles. It was the biggest city I could think of to go. I couldn't wait to get there," she says.
Her time in L.A.
And she didn't waste a single moment. Within her first week here, she'd hit all the major theme parks and hiked up to the Hollywood sign. Once in L.A., she discovered sushi. And Thai. And authentic Mexican food. And had a stint as a vegetarian. She was a journalism major at first, and then switched to gerontology, of all things. After leaving college in 1991, she worked for a while in L.A. before moving back home to Oklahoma. It was supposed to be just a pit stop on the way to Chicago, where she hoped to attend law school.
"It never, ever occurred to me that I would wind up back in Oklahoma," she says. "I was officially a city girl. In my wildest, wildest dreams my stay in Oklahoma wouldn't be beyond three months."
You see where this story is going, right?
She was having drinks with some old friends from high school during said pit stop when she locked eyes across a crowded room with an honest-to-goodness cowboy.
It actually took a few more weeks before the two had their first date. But within just 10 days, Drummond knew: It was goodbye, Chicago, and helllllooooooo, Marlboro Man. (That's Drummond's blog name for the man who would become her husband.)
Now, Drummond lives on a fourth-generation cattle ranch -- one of the biggest in the state -- that is about 40 miles from the very spot where she grew up. And it seems that everywhere she turns, she sees another hungry mouth to feed, including four kids, her husband, ranch hands, more than 4,000 head of cattle, 2,000 wild horses and a clutch of cows that wander up on the back porch, leaving cow patties behind.
And audiences just gobble it all up, as smitten by the photos and recipes as they are with a glimpse into a much simpler life, and a fairy-tale love story that is tempered by the less romantic parts of ranch living -- castrating calves and the bottomless pit of dirty laundry.
It's not at all unusual for her blog postings to get hundreds of comments. If she sends forth a call for reader recipes, she gets thousands of entries.
And no one is as surprised as Drummond that people are reading.
After all, the blog started in May 2006 like so many other blogs do -- as a place to post family photos and updates for far-flung relatives. She also began writing about her transition to country life, her recollections of L.A. and the challenges of home-schooling her four children, ages 5 to 12. "I had no idea that anyone would read it -- anyone except for my mother."
Then one day, she had a comment. "Any blogger knows that feeling, 'A comment! Wow!' "