I am currently reading this book. Julie and Julia by Julie Powell. It's awesome. Julie is "pushing 30" (her words not mine) and a secretary who hates her job. She recently finds out that due to an undisclosed hormonal condition (I'm thinking PCOS) she probably won't be able to have children.
Are we seeing some parallels here? Hates her job....dealing with infertility.....is it any wonder I'm LOVING this book?
To combat these trials she steals a copy of her mother's Mastering the Art of French Cooking by Julia Child and vows to cook her way through this book in a year. She started a blog....way back in 2002....to tell of her progress. It's hugely entertaining. Especially the part when she has to go on the lam because of her guilt over the seafood section. She murders several lobsters and never quite gets over it. I would love to do this myself, but I'm such a picky eater, I doubt I'd make it past the Oeufs en Gelee. Which is basically poached eggs in this congealed jelly/jello stuff. It sounds very unappetizing.
It does make me want to experiment and cook more. So many days I just get lazy and let my husband (who loves to cook too) do all the cooking. Maybe I need to rediscover the joy I used to have in it. Maybe I need to have more dinner parties as cooking for only two can sometimes be a drag.
Anyone wanna be a guinea pig for some new recipes?
2 comments:
I do! I do! I do!
Please don't make scallops or pigs feet though.
I am a known pig who likes to try food. send some my way.
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