![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Saw JULIE & JULIA tonight and was charmed and amused and, well, to be frank - bored. Meryl Streep consumes the scenery with a gusto that Madame Child would surely have appreciated and Stanley Tucci is wonderfully understated and solid as Julia's husband, Paul. Together they create a portrait of a marriage that doubtless idealized nonetheless felt solid and real in spite of a script that more or less reduced Monsieur Child to a supportive, adoring cypher.
Julie Powell's story, on the other hand, was less compelling and possibly parallels my own frustrations a little too closely to make for an enjoyable fiction. On the plus side, I have resolved to cook more, since I've gotten terribly slack in that area lately, and possibly take MASTERING THE ART OF FRENCH COOKING for a spin. I learned to cook from watching my mother, who is a very good cook, and like most children of good cooks, have a diffident attitude towards the art myself. My last great step forward was learning to blanche tomatoes to make a tomato pasta sauce from scratch.
Then I decided that blanching tomatoes was a pain in the ass and there were probably good nutrients in the skins, so now I just dice the tomatoes, skin and all, and throw them in the frying pan.
I wonder whether or not Julia would approve... .
Meanwhile, for the amusement of those who care, a list of things I hold to be categorically wrong, based on my last reading of random fanfic:
( Wrong, wrong, wrong and WRONG! )
Julie Powell's story, on the other hand, was less compelling and possibly parallels my own frustrations a little too closely to make for an enjoyable fiction. On the plus side, I have resolved to cook more, since I've gotten terribly slack in that area lately, and possibly take MASTERING THE ART OF FRENCH COOKING for a spin. I learned to cook from watching my mother, who is a very good cook, and like most children of good cooks, have a diffident attitude towards the art myself. My last great step forward was learning to blanche tomatoes to make a tomato pasta sauce from scratch.
Then I decided that blanching tomatoes was a pain in the ass and there were probably good nutrients in the skins, so now I just dice the tomatoes, skin and all, and throw them in the frying pan.
I wonder whether or not Julia would approve... .
Meanwhile, for the amusement of those who care, a list of things I hold to be categorically wrong, based on my last reading of random fanfic:
( Wrong, wrong, wrong and WRONG! )