Last July, I did a
post on a card I found at a Sur la Table store in Cleveland. My words at that time:
I don't care how skilled you are as a cook, there are always times where a kitchen disaster presents itself. In these time of crisis, I always look to to the one who showed me The Way - The Way to Cook, I mean - and pray to Saint Julia for help and guidance.
Well folks, thanks to
David Lebovitz (and gracious assistance from from Kari at
Whisk). I now have another method of seeking guidance from Saint Julia.
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When I was living in Boston, some friends and I were walking up Huntington Avenue towards Ann's Cafeteria for a very cheap but good burger and fries. As we were walking I saw a tall, woman coming towards us with a gentleman on one arm and another woman on the other arm. The three of them were walking together arm in arm kind of like an usher seating a guest at a wedding.
As we passed by, we exchanged a friendly "hello" nod and I was about two steps past them, I realized the woman in the middle was Julia Child. I consider it a brush with greatness.
I cannot express how jealous I am of you, Jon!
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