This weekend was partly spent devouring Julie Powell’s JULIE and JULIA, 365 days , 524 recipes, 1 Tiny Apartment Kitchen: How One Girl Risked Her Marriage, Her Job, and Her Sanity to Master the Art of Living
For food bloggers and their significant others (ahem, yes Sweets, I’m forcing this one on you) I cannot recommend this book enough! It has so many a-hah moments and shared giggles (she refers to her blog-readers as bleaders).
Julie’s musings on her path in life as a 29-30 year old secretary hits true in this reader and fit in perfectly with my birthday musings as I take stock of where I am in life.
This is a fun peak into a what may seem to be a familiar kitchen full of outbursts, breakdowns, and big dreams.
A favorite revealed Julia Child tidbit from the book:
One of my favorite Julia Child stories comes from a letter her husband Paul wrote to his brother, Charlie. He tells of sitting in their kitchen in Paris while she boiled cannelloni. She reached into the boiling water- he mentions this astounding feat only in passing, as if it were the most natural thing in the world for his wife to boil herself- and said with a yelp as she pulled out the pasta,
“Wow! These damn things are as hot as a stiff cock.*”
*Excerpted from a letter from Paul Child to his brother, Charles, 1949.