Because we’re up to the minute around here, Scott & I watched “Julie & Julia” yesterday morning.
I really liked it, as did Scott, who wondered aloud if it meant that he was actually turning into a woman, given his propensity for chick flicks.
It was, natch, Meryl Streep’s movie. Amy Adams’ Julie, in all frankness, was just someone I wouldn’t really want to know. Perky and narcissistic and bleh. I also kind of hated the cloying way she referred to Child as “Julia” throughout, like she was talking to, or about a friend. Yeah yeah – Julia Child saved her life and gave her direction. Whatever. It bugged me.
What I loved, though, was the love story between Paul & Julia Child, a level of passion and intimacy not often seen in films about characters of a certain age.
Also fun, playing pause the flick until Scott can identify the actress when Jane Lynch showed up. He couldn’t do it. I had to switch over to a recorded episode of Glee to get him to finally go “Wait! Is that Sue Sylvester? Wow! I can’t see it! I can’t see it!”
The character that really caught my imagination, though, was Child’s recipe for beef bourginon which features prominently in the movie. It looked so good that I was excited when Scott’s service call took him out to West Chester, in the vicinity of my favorite fancy market for ingredients. (Thus tossing all my vegetarian resolutions straight out the window). It was good, and simple, albeit time consuming, to make.
My Christmas was fairly kitchen related, and the new enameled cast iron pot is getting quite a workout. Scottie got me a good set of knives (my first good set ever) and I am just chopping and peeling and dicing up a storm.
Tonight it’s back to the resolutions, and for dinner it’s pan seared polenta with spicy tomato sauce for dinner.