Time for a slice of cake, or better yet, bake one and share it with friends.
Today is Julia Child's 100th birthday. And while she left us eight years ago, in many ways she never will.
Many years ago, on the event of a special award being bestowed, I wrote to Julia. A long overdue message of gratitude for having taught me how to cook and, even more importantly, for having shared her special joie de vie. Gathering family and friends together to enjoy food, wine, and each other, is one of my greatest pleasures. Imagine my delight when shortly thereafter a note arrived from Julia thanking me and sending wishes for many more happy hours in the kitchen. It ended, of course, with her signature "Bon Appetit".
I've always been glad that I took a few moments to reach out to her and she to me.
Who might you want to give thanks to.
"If you're afraid of butter, use cream." Julia Child
All good things, k
Cozy hand knit socks bought from a woman in a little village high in the swiss alps, mon amour chuckling as he reads, stirring up some goodness, the scent of muffins baking, a friend's sweet baby granddaughter laughing, finding the perfect parking spot, walking in the sun along English Bay, afternoon tea by the fire, lighting the candles and opening the wine, toasting our new friends and their first five days in Canada, easing into a lavender bath...I love Sundays
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
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