It's so beautifully arranged on the plate - you know someone's fingers have been all over it. - Julia ChildIf you know me, you know it started with Julia. My love affair with food and the preparation thereof was described in my very first post in this blog in September 2007. A few weeks ago I finally got to view the shrine to the life of the Blessed Saint Julia at the Smithsonian Museum of American History.
Yep. I got to see her kitchen (and you are dealing with a guy who has Julie and Julia on his iPod!). It was wonderful to see the tools she used to practice her craft preserved with such care.
But the experience felt sterile. Since my wife first visited the display they have erected Plexiglas barriers. Take a look at the last few moments of Julie and Julia - you do have a copy, don't you - it's like a movie theater rope. When we saw the the real Star Spangled Banner that day, and the Founding Documents the next day we expected heavy protective coverings, but this should have been an easier view.
Plus it made photography a pain. And there were no good chachkies in the gift shop as a momento.
Still, I am glad to have made the pilgrimage. And I left butter. :-)