|Friday, August 13, 2004|
I don’t know what to say.
Julia Child was ninety-one years old when she died, late yesterday, in
So why am I so fucking sad?
I heard this morning. I was working on my book – I’m always working
Julia Child began learning to cook when she was thirty-seven years
Who knows how it happens, how you come upon your essential gift? For
She was no bending reed, of course. She had no use for silly,
This morning, I was writing about lobster murder. As anyone who’s
She told me I could do it, so I did, and it was hard. I don’t ever,
There’s so much I would not have done. Because it would not have been
So thank you Julia. Thank you.
I don’t believe in this kind of thing, and I sort of get the feeling