Thursday, August 14, 2008

Julia Child was a Spy!!


Can you believe it!! Julia Child was a spy for an international spy ring managed by the Office of Strategic Services, an early version of the CIA created in World War II by President Franklin Roosevelt. I loved seeing her and Jacques Pepin working together, the banter and disagreements about the exact correct way to make a hamburger. I love how she said she didn't worry about undercooked ground beef or too much butter or wine. She would ramble on in her quirky accent, I will always remember save the liver!
Now, first, remove the giblets - and you really should save the giblets. They make a fine stock for soup. Or you can save the liver and fry it up with some onions for a little snack; or if you have a number of livers, you can make a lovely liver pate, or a delicious liverwurst which you can spread on a cracker - a Ritz cracker, a Saltine ... or rye bread, or pumpernickel bread ... or if you're celebrating the Jewish holidays, you can make a chopped liver and shape it into the bust of a friend ... if someone's getting married or bar-mitzvahed. Or, if you have a little cat or a dog, they love liver. Save the liver! Don't throw it away! I hope I've made my point. Don't throw the liver away. Now, where was I? [looks around the kitchen] Oh, yes. Anyway, it's time to bone the chicken...

By the way, tomorrow would have been her birthday, Happy Birthday Secret Agent Julia wherever you are!

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

God please do not make me like everyone else!


For those of you who do not know me I should let you know I am very spontaneous and a bit of a rebel and free spirit. Some days I have a hard time staying grounded I daydream about what I wish I could do if I had more cash or no cash and no responsibilities. If I had my choice I would be traveling the world eating bizarre foods like Andrew Zimmern ( I ate an earthworm a couple of years ago to prove I could eat gross things) or living in a commune in Sedona leading a sweat lodge. When I start to feel common and suburban I panic, for me there is nothing worse. As I get older I can feel myself slipping into a melancholy because I realize that there is so much I have not done in my life and less time to do it. I see my body change and I feel aches and pains and I realize age is creeping up on me. To bad I have allergies, I could aspire to be an eccentric cat lady!