...that I get teary whenever I read about Julia Child? Maybe because it seems like she is the godmother of the food appreciation movement in this country--a movement that has brought countless joys to my life. Maybe because she had a passionately devoted man by her side, a true partner, an experience that I relate to. Maybe because I've only starting learning about her life recently, years after I used to watch her shows on public television, and I wish I had known more about her then.
Read/listen to this.
And read this as well.
I can't tell you how much I wish for a similar (and similarly lovingly crafted) blue pegboard in my kitchen.
I'm hoping against hope that I get to see this over the weekend.