I was browsing through the cook book section of the Provo library a few weeks ago, and stumbled across the book version of Julie and Julia. I'd never known that the movie was based off of a book. Nor that the story is based on actual events. I borrowed the book, and though it took a few weeks and a very bored Sunday afternoon for me to actually crack the cover, I'm glad I did!
Disclaimer: Julie Powell is a potty mouth. And she can be pretty crude. So in those regards, I don't know that I would be willing to recommend the book far and wide. (I don't remember about the language or crudeness in the movie, but I bet it's pretty similar.) But in spite of all that, the humor is witty, the story is relatable, and I totally appreciate how Julie Powell wove the life and experiences of Julia Child in and out of her story to create this grand metaphor about the monotonous beauty of life. And it also makes me want to melt some serious butter in a frying pan.
The movie:
The real Julie Powell, and her book:
The real Julia Child (isn't she charming?):
And here's a cute quote:
"I think careful cooking is love, don't you? The loveliest thing you can cook for someone who's close to you is about as nice a valentine as you can give."
-Julia Child


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