Palish

We're deep enough into the age of blogs that a few of the early, best examples have been turned into books. I have mixed feelings about this notion , because shouldn't blogs be there to exist, rather than to lead to publishing contracts? Anyway, I gave up and read Julie and Julia by Julie Powell. In the midst of a turning-thirty-with-nothing-to-show crisis (sigh.), Powell decides to cook her way through Julia Child's Mastering the Art of French Cooking. This task requires leaving squeamishness and American cuisine behind (see the duck deboning and brain cooking episodes). What makes the book a good read is the author's cheeky good humor. Not only did I admire her, I wanted to go to her house for dinner.