I thought that perhaps they would mention my book, or perhaps help pub up my blog. Or at a minimum have us help Rachael in the kitchen. I mean, I can cook chicken nuggets and frozen waffles.
Nah – none of that stuff happened.
But… we did have a great time!
It has been a dream of mine to have a dude in a black suit greet me at the bottom of the airport escalator with my name on a sign:
“Mr. Tanner? I’m here to transport you to your destination. May I get your bags?”
I mean who are these people who are so important they don’t have to schlep through luggage and go stand in the taxi line hopeful not to get the one that smells like mothballs or old Chinese food?
Let me tell you… those people are us!
Well, close to us. Like he wasn’t waiting at the escalator, he was outside. But he did have a nondescript black sedan, and it did have our name on the side, and he did already know where we were going, because we were very important people, critical to the Rachael Ray Show’s success for the day.
When we arrived at the studio, we were taken to our dressing room. It had our name outside the door and a bathroom. And a sign that said hold down the handle when you flush (and not a tacky, hand-written job, it was classy!) Felt just like home.
They ordered pizza and salad for us (Rachael was interviewing one of the Shark Tank guys so she couldn’t cook) and then interviewed us for a video they were working on to be aired the following day when we taped the show, IN FRONT OF A LIVE (not dead) audience.
At one point, we could hear Ms. Ray outside our door…
It was VERY exciting.
During my interview on the first day, she was talking in the hall, and we had to pause because of the background noise. Yes, Rachael’s actual, real voice was wreaking havoc on my press time! I just couldn’t work under those conditions.
That night Rachael’s kind staff hooked us up with two nice rooms at the Hilton on W 26th street. We put our clothes in one and all slept in the other.
On the second day they sequestered us in a conference room and prepped us for what Rachael might ask. We were poised, calm, ready for our big break!
We were escorted to makeup where the beauticians did the girls’ hair and applied a bit of makeup. I went too but there wasn’t much she could do. She did tell me I had nice hair and then she sponged some stuff under my eyes to hide the bags. I felt like Boy George.
They kept us in a stairwell and as our taped interview began to air, they rushed us through sound check and trekked us through the set to Ms. Ray’s couch. I sat right next to her. She patted my knee to relax me.
When the video ended, all cameras turned to us…
Rachael has a new line of furniture, and we were sitting on her brand new couch! My tush was actually one of the first tushes to touch that fabric. Eee-yowza.
She then turned to us, asked where Uncle Jesse was, and I shared that he was working. She asked the kids two or three questions and then… we had a huge surprise! DJ Tanner, the real DJ Tanner Candace Cameron-Bure, came out from behind the set! My girls almost peed their pants which would have been a mess, especially on the new couch.
At the commercial break, they snapped our pic with our two new besties, and then we got to visit with Candace who was extremely gracious. She even invited us to come out to LA to see them tape their new show, Fuller House. I gave her my card. She hasn’t called yet, but we are hopeful.
The show actually airs tomorrow on ABC. We weren’t on there long so you’ll have to watch quickly.
It was a fabulous experience for my girls and for me. And the staff at the Rachael Ray Show were really incredible. Warm, welcoming, professional – what a great experience for our family.