I recently finished reading Julie and Julia & I loved it. I didn’t expect to like it – in fact I was determined to dislike it. The story is compelling and so similar to the times that I lived through (though my apartment was in Williamburg).
I’m playing around with going through another cookbook as a way to get myself cooking. I’ll have to skip or modify a lot. It certainly it won’t be french food and I won’t be eating brains. How about Alice Waters The Art of Simple Food? Except mine might be backwards and mixed up based upon whatever comes in my CSA share – but she’d like that right?
Tonight… Sweet Corn Soup. Maybe the onions will break through this headache.
