So I saw Julie and Julia. I can’t actually say I liked the movie. There were parts I liked. I probably would’ve preferred the movie to just be Meryl Streep’s rendition of Julia Child, but the modern Julie story had some good points to it. When Julia was describing how happy she was to get up at 5:30 in the morning to head to cooking school I practically burst into a crying fit because I wish that’s how I felt about *my* life. Maybe one day.
Anyhow, because I am a curious (or obsessive?) person, I came home to google the movie and see if I could find Julie’s original blog. (I did – feel free to read it here.) After her blogging project was complete, she wrote the book Julie and Julia, on which the film is based. I think they probably made the character in the movie a little more likable and normal. The actual blogger was a snake owning atheist. Not quite the same wholesome character. Although, being that she was born and raised in Austin, you have to give her a little credit. Also, I don’t feel like I can form a fully educated opinion on the woman being that I’ve only read a week’s worth of her blog posts so far. And anyway, I like this line: “I had never in my nearly thirty years of life eaten an egg, but I ate one today. So that’s where I am. In a week of this experiment, I have cooked 14 recipes, but mostly I ate my first egg.”
The length and detail of the blog posts really hearken back to an earlier time in blogging history, before we all had ADD and, certainly, before Facebook and Twitter. Off to bed with me now. Much more to read at a later date. :)
PS: Can you imagine this scene in Park Slope nowadays? I feel like things must’ve been different 7 years ago!
I suppose I should be feeling at peace with the world standing in a long grocery line standing behind a skinhead mother buying organic fruit leather for her adorably dreadlocked son and in front of a couple with matching blue hair buying soy milk and Rao’s marinara sauce, but instead I feel mostly like climbing the walls.