Julie and Julia: My Year of Cooking Dangerously by Julie PowellMy rating: 5 of 5 stars
I somehow missed this book until now. I am really glad I picked it up this weekend, because I really enjoyed it. At first I felt old as I read about the almost 30 year old and her ticking biological clock because 29 seems so young to me now that I am edging closer and closer to 40, but I soon picked up on other clues to the date and realized I was the same age as the author and immediately felt a kinship with her. Both of us were born in 1973, both of us loved to read "to get my ya-ya's out," both of us sneaked into our father's hidden reading materials when we were 11, both of us worked as secretaries (When I took the job the title was Human Resources Representative, it took me 3 months to realize the truth) in boring dead end jobs during our 30th year. I admire her journey to bring meaning to her life and be comfortable with who is. The writing was beautiful even with all the cursing. I wish I had known what a blog was back in 2002 so I could have lived it with her. I think it would have been inspiring. And I have to say, I will never ever try to make an aspic but am thankful to Julie Powell for not just doing it but writing about it too. I'm Looking forward to her next book, "Cleaving" due out right now. And after that, maybe I go vegan????
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