Be forewarned: bits of Julia Child's bio are a little pornographic... food-wise. Another way to put it: DO NOT READ if you are on a strict diet. This isn't just a story about Julia's love for France, it's her life as told through food.
This was a tough book to get through because you have to stop and smell the bouillabaisse, and crudités, and boeuf bourguignon. Oh, great! I'm hungry again. Though My Life In France was incomplete upon Julia's passing, her voice is so authentic, one would hardly guess it was actually completed by her grandnephew. Julia's animated personality rings true from page to page, and at times a little much to digest.
Her life is far from boring, even though she drones on about politics frequently, as her husband was very active with the government while they thrived in France. Julia has a passion for France/the French that cannot be met by anyone I've ever met. There's a lot of "Frenchness" in my heritage, so I learned a lot through Julia, about myself in relation to food. I now know I can blame my chronic hunger on my genetic roots.
Julia's story is lovely and sweet, so I do recommend this for anyone interested in biographic reads. Enjoyable enough, though my frequent pauses pushed my interest in and out. 3/5 Stars.
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