My boyfriend Nick and I have been together for almost 10 years, but that doesn’t mean I’ve stopped looking for love advice or claim to know any secrets. To the contrary, I’m constantly on the hunt for inspiration, insight, and practical wisdom. I love asking long-term couples how they’ve managed to stay together for so long. I love watching new couples and finding ways to borrow that fresh spark. When relationships around me fall apart, I try to figure out why. When unlikely relationships thrive, I’m just as curious.
I believe that love, like life, is more about questions than answers. The day I decide I know everything there is to know about love is the day its magic dies. When you’re constantly learning, questioning, and pondering the subject of love and relationships, powerful lessons will appear in the most unexpected places. The memoir of a famous cook, for example. Keep reading »
One of my best talents is reading buzzed-about books 5-10 years after they come out. If you’re ever browsing at a bookstore and a woman nudges you in the arm to whisper conspiratorially about a great new author she just discovered named David Foster Wallace, well, that’s probably me. In keeping with my late-to-the-literary-party theme, a couple weeks ago I read Julia Child’s memoir, My Life In France. Yes, the book that came out in 2006 and was turned into a movie 5 years ago. Have you read it? It’s so, so good.
The whole time I was reading My Life In France, I had a goofy grin plastered on my face. It’s such a lovely, joyful book. The amazing food descriptions, her playful relationship with her husband, the gorgeous imagery of Paris, her dogged determination to become the best chef she could be — everything about it inspired me and soothed my soul. By the time I finished, I was such a Julia fangirl that I printed out an 8×10 photo of her and hung it in a blue glitter frame over my desk. Here are some specific quotes from the book that are going to stay with me at least as long as the weight I gained from eating cheese while reading it: Keep reading »
Tomorrow would have been Julia Child’s 100th birthday and PBS has released a remix in her honor. First Mister Rogers, then Bob Ross, now Julia Child? PBS, you’re so hip. [USA Today]
Think of Julia Child and the word “sexy” might not come to mind. But then think about all you could do if she were suddenly a sexy Halloween costume. Imagine a short, coquettish apron to show off legs. And a spatula to punish naughty trick-or-treaters.
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Thanks to motion picture hit “Julie & Julia,” Julia Child’s image has been experiencing a feminist revival, as reflections on the movie have meditated largely on what the “French Chef” did not only for American cuisine, but also for the women who cooked it. True, there’s no denying Child was a woman who made a huge impact on domestic society. Yet, I’ve had to take issue with the quick compulsion by reviewers and blogs to laud her as a “feminist icon,” where the term refers to her as someone active in the women’s movement. To be sure, Child can now be classified as such for the overarching effects of her career, but promoting women wasn’t her original goal. It was to cook, write her book, pay homage to her beloved France, and find success. (If you read her autobiography, My Life in France, you know that after the publication of her cookbook she was actually quite conniving by choosing not to disclose much of her subsequent work to her female colleague, Simone Beck.)*
This week “Julie & Julia” came out in France, and The New York Times highlights an illuminating (and perhaps not greatly considered in this feminist dialogue) point—the French are excited about this film, but the draw has nothing to do with their own country and its cuisine. It’s all about Meryl Streep. Julia Child could not be farther from a feminist icon there. Keep reading »