just a quick plea that everyone run right out tomorrow and go see ‘julie and julia’, the meryl streep/amy adams masterpiece that weaves the illustrious and expansive life of julia child with the somewhat sniveling and snarky, yet still redeemably adorable events of the year in which julie powell succeeded in cooking her way through mrs. child’s legendary book, ‘mastering the art of french cooking’. i have always been in love with julia. i can remember gathering around the television with my whole family on sunday mornings to watch her charming and quirky cooking show (followed, of course, by the frugal gourmet – another of my favorites!). is it any wonder then that whenever i decided (or decide – i still do it to this day) to put on a ‘live cooking demonstration’ in our kitchen myself, i found myself not only attempting to mimic julia’s extensive knowledge of culinary finesse, but also her incredibly recognizable falsetto? i love the power she held on screen, even in her later years when she would simply stand by and watch other master chefs who’d been invited to cook with or for her. her presence was undeniable. she was unapologetic both in cooking and in life, and i can only hope to possess the amount of unfailing confidence and ‘courage of conviction’ that guided her through foreign lands and trying times.
the movie was absolutely lovely. both meryl streep and amy adams were perfect in their roles. and the food. oh the food. thank goodness nora ephron hired herself a phenomenal food stylist, because i’ve been harboring a massive craving for anything with butter and cream and a side of light and crispy french bread. dinner tonight is much anticipated.