Fine, I admit it. I loved Julie & Julia. The movie, because Meryl Streep is a goddess, and Stanley Tucci should be in everything. I could have done completely without the other parts and just wanted two hours of Paul and Julia Child together. Talk about romance goals. It was actually thanks to a spam comment on the Cannonball site that I saw someone else had read My Life in France and, without hesitation, clicked the link and bought myself a copy. Julia Child is one of my heroes, and not just because I loved visiting her re-created kitchen in the Smithsonian as I was growing up. From what I knew of her, I lover her bombast and her personality and her complete love of life. She seemed like she was just so much fun to be around, so smart and sweet. Not to mention, of course, an exception cook. This memoir, written by her with the help of her great-nephew, solidified every opinion I’ve had of her.
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