Tonight husby and I had a date. We went for dinner to a local cafe and then a movie at our local cinema! Except of course, husby was late for dinner (he blamed the new train timetables!) and then he fell asleep in the movie...(thank goodness I noticed and woke him before he started snoring!)
But I loved it! Julie & Julia. Wonderful movie. Exactly the sort of movie I like to see at the cinemas - good story, great characters, funny and entertaining, without being shallow or dumb. And of course it had a bit of extra meaning for me, because the book upon which the movie is partly based provided a shared inspiration for Bells and I in starting our Nigella blog. If it weren't for Julia Childs being in Paris and needing to do something, and ending up co-writing a cookbook, and providing the impetus for Julie Powell to start a blog about her experiences cooking her way through that book, which blog in turn became a book, which was read by Bells and I (are you still following?), then we would never have become such excellent friends!
I was especially pleased with the Julia side of the story, as it is vastly expanded on what was included in the book (because it comes from another book about Julia) - but she really did have a most interesting life, and approach to life - she really lived it! And apart from anything else, the movie covered a range of unexpected things in small but significant ways, in particular McCarthyism.
Since Julia and her husband Paul lived until they were in their 90s, husby has decided we should also buy Mastering the Art of French Cooking and ensure we slather all food in butter, because, hello, it can't be bad for you, can it??!!