Just saw Julie & Julia with one of my best food buddies. Loved it, loved it, loved it. All the reviews said it was too long -- we would have stayed for another hour. In fact, we had trouble leaving our seats, and shared a "it's over already?" exclamation when the credits began to roll. Of course we loved the food. I am suddenly craving boeuf bourguignon. And we loved the settings -- my friend is homesick for Europe, while I am missing the New York City scene (also missing my 30s, but that's another story). We loved the husbands. Whose was more endearing --Julie's or Julia's? And whose was more (ahem) hotter -- Julie's or Julia's? I don't have Mastering the Art of French Cooking, but I do have The Way to Cook. It's as good to read as it is to cook from. I really need to revisit it.
So will I be crafting along with Martha's tome, The Encyclopedia of Crafts? I don't think so. But will I rent the movie again next year when it's released on DVD? Absolutely.
PS Don't forget to enter my drawing for a copy of Altered You! in honor of Project Runway!
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I liked it too, and would have sat through another hour. But I thought the portrayal of Julie Powell would be a little more acerbic and witty. That's the way I pictured her through the blog and book. But I seem to be the only one that thinks so, so maybe I'm just remembering wrong.
ReplyDeleteMaybe you & I can do NYC sometime. I love it there.