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Julie & Julia, My Year of Cooking Dangerously
Julie Powell
My mother said this book was whiny. I can kind of understand that - Julie Powell was definitely going through a "OMGMYLIFESUCKS" phase when she decided to cook her way through Julia Child's Mastering the Art of French Cooking, and you get the sense of that in her writing. That being said (and having gone through at least one phase like that), I enjoyed this book. Yes, she was whiny. She was also funny, frank and entirely self-conscious throughout the book (maggots??? Dude, if there were maggots growing in my drip pan, I wouldn't tell ANYONE, nevermind the entire world), which was pretty cool. It's like looking in someone's diary.
I'm not a fan of French cooking (heavy food doesn't do it for me anymore), but it was fun to read her trials and tribulations. And she learned a lot.
I probably wouldn't read again, but it was fun.
(No, I haven't seen the movie yet. I'm waiting for it to come on On-Demand.)
Julie Powell
My mother said this book was whiny. I can kind of understand that - Julie Powell was definitely going through a "OMGMYLIFESUCKS" phase when she decided to cook her way through Julia Child's Mastering the Art of French Cooking, and you get the sense of that in her writing. That being said (and having gone through at least one phase like that), I enjoyed this book. Yes, she was whiny. She was also funny, frank and entirely self-conscious throughout the book (maggots??? Dude, if there were maggots growing in my drip pan, I wouldn't tell ANYONE, nevermind the entire world), which was pretty cool. It's like looking in someone's diary.
I'm not a fan of French cooking (heavy food doesn't do it for me anymore), but it was fun to read her trials and tribulations. And she learned a lot.
I probably wouldn't read again, but it was fun.
(No, I haven't seen the movie yet. I'm waiting for it to come on On-Demand.)
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