Don’t worry, I don’t have some delusion that I’m going to work my way through a Julia Child cookbook and end up with a movie deal. However, I do fancy the notion that if I can read a recipe; I should be able to eke out a semi-presentable meal. Note how I say fancy. I’m not sure I believe it – I’m an excellent reader, a damn good cook, but I still have my share of epic food fails. Continue reading “A Tryst With Julia Child”
