Julia and Me
August 7th witnesses the premier of a movie I am looking forward to with relish…with bated breath…with the anticipation of watching a pot trying to come to a boil…ok, enough culinary metaphors! Julie and Julia will hit the theatres to throngs of adoring fans. ‘Throngs’ you say? Adoring fans? Oh, yes, even 40 years after she first went on the air, Julia Child still holds the premier place in the hearts of women cooks everywhere. I grew up watching Julia on tv, first in grainy black and white, and later in color, in her famous tv kitchen, in various studio kitchens, and finally in her older years in her own home kitchen, accompanied by many lucky chefs there appearing on Julia and Friends.
Julia Child paved the way for women to enjoy cooking. She advocated fresh food in a time when the post WWII industrial complex was turning its peace-time efforts to canning, freezing, and packaging foods so they could sell housewives on the idea of ‘freedom from the kitchen’. Julia didn’t want us to see the kitchen as a prison sentence, but rather as our own personal laboratory to create great experiments to astonish our families and guests from. My father and I had a rather rocky relationship throughout my life, but our one real constant was Julia. We loved to watch her shows and then try to create some of the dishes she talked so glowingly about, often mimicking her one-of-a-kind voice when dropping something on the floor, having a drink of the wine intended for the sauce, or using a “lovely rock” to hold down a pot lid on a poaching salmon.
Personally, I don’t think you can do better for an inspirational figure in the kitchen than Julia, not one of today’s television personality chefs can hold a candle to her (although each and every one of them owe their livliehoods to her pioneering presence). She taught us that fresh food is best, food made with love from your kitchen shows the highest regard for your guests, and that women can certainly make great chefs.
I’ve heard about something happening around the country associated with the movie’s premier that I’m going to try and arrange for myself and my friends as well. The idea is to get a group together to go see the movie, and then retire to someone’s home for a pot-luck; each person bringing a dish cooked from “Mastering the Art of French Cooking” (the book that is the central point connecting the characters in the movie). I can’t think of a better way to enjoy the movie with friends, eat fantastic food afterward, and to honor the legacy of a woman that has been one of the primary role models of my life.
Take it upon yourself to arrange your own Julia and Me party, even if you don’t have access to Mastering the Art of French Cooking, you can find old copies of her many years’s worth of television shows online (Hulu is a great resource). Encourage your friends to join you and try something they’ve never cooked before, go outside of their comfort zones and be adventurous the kitchen. Then, go and watch Julie and Julia before unveiling your creations.
Above all, have fun, try new things, and enjoy what looks like one of Meryl Streep’s best character representations of the dynamic Miss Child.
Bon Appetit!
