nearly a decade after this book came out, i finally picked it up. the movie popped up on hbo go the other day and i was tempted to watch, but i have this weird guilt-pang every time i think about watching a movie before reading the book. it sucks. it means i avoid a lot of movies.
anyway, if you’re looking for something to read grab this. julia powell is hilarious. she’s tearse, she’s crass, she’s the anthony bourdain of chick-lit. basically everything i want to be. the story line is good, but i really enjoyed reading about her culinary struggles. as a girl who cooks with a chef every day, i can tell ya — you gotta laugh it off when you mess up. the first time i made homemade cake frosting, i used cake flour instead of powdered sugar. if you’re looking for a good silly putty recipe, make frosting with flour instead of sugar. moral of the story: the chef needs to label the canisters.
have you read this book? or do you have any other favorite foodie reads? let me know! I have the summer off and would much rather read about cooking than work on my thesis. 🙂