Where is your Heart?
Many years ago, the internet was imagined as an explosion of connectivity, an instant line of communication, and a reference of the human ability to create the unbelievable. When the bevy of blogs hit the Macs and PCs of the world, the invaluable opportunity of publishing was available to all. Today – with a unique opportunity to voice my opinion, I immediately focused on the exposure of new and innovative content, while muting my own visceral experience.
I recently was enamored by the performances of Amy Adams and Meryl Streep in the joyfully reflective film, Julie & Julia. Recommending that you all see this film, I particularly enjoyed the relationship that Amy Adams’ character, Julie Powell, built with her readership via the Salon.com blog that captured a battle for a voice by cooking every recipe in the iconoclast Julia Child’s book, Mastering the Art of French Cooking within one year … all the while sharing the turmoil of the task.
Her personal/cuisine/journalistic journey was filled with heart, opposed to the common blog-roll that’s quickly lost, simply covered with brisk humor and sarcasm or no text at all. So I announce, serving as a reminder to myself, that as “The P/I” defining what the value of being “prorsum” is, I will include not only the content that I yearn for, but to share my human experience.
Here is Julie Powell’s very first post in The Julie/Julia Project: Nobody here but us servantless American cooks…
“The Book:
“Mastering the Art of French Cooking”. First edition, 1961. Louisette Berthole. Simone Beck. And, of course, Julia Child. The book that launched a thousand celebrity chefs. Julia Child taught America to cook, and to eat. It’s forty years later. Today we think we live in the world Alice Waters made, but beneath it all is Julia, 90 if she’s a day, and no one can touch her.
The Contender:
Government drone by day, renegade foodie by night. Too old for theatre, too young for children, and too bitter for anything else, Julie Powell was looking for a challenge. And in the Julie/Julia project she found it. Risking her marriage, her job, and her cats’ well-being, she has signed on for a deranged assignment.
365 days. 536 recipes. One girl and a crappy outer borough kitchen.
How far will it go? We can only wait. And wait. And wait…..
The Julie/Julia Project. Coming soon to a computer terminal near you.”
I recently was enamored by the performances of Amy Adams and Meryl Streep in the joyfully reflective film, Julie & Julia. Recommending that you all see this film, I particularly enjoyed the relationship that Amy Adams’ character, Julie Powell, built with her readership via the Salon.com blog that captured a battle for a voice by cooking every recipe in the iconoclast Julia Child’s book, Mastering the Art of French Cooking within one year … all the while sharing the turmoil of the task.
Her personal/cuisine/journalistic journey was filled with heart, opposed to the common blog-roll that’s quickly lost, simply covered with brisk humor and sarcasm or no text at all. So I announce, serving as a reminder to myself, that as “The P/I” defining what the value of being “prorsum” is, I will include not only the content that I yearn for, but to share my human experience.
Here is Julie Powell’s very first post in The Julie/Julia Project: Nobody here but us servantless American cooks…
“The Book:
“Mastering the Art of French Cooking”. First edition, 1961. Louisette Berthole. Simone Beck. And, of course, Julia Child. The book that launched a thousand celebrity chefs. Julia Child taught America to cook, and to eat. It’s forty years later. Today we think we live in the world Alice Waters made, but beneath it all is Julia, 90 if she’s a day, and no one can touch her.
The Contender:
Government drone by day, renegade foodie by night. Too old for theatre, too young for children, and too bitter for anything else, Julie Powell was looking for a challenge. And in the Julie/Julia project she found it. Risking her marriage, her job, and her cats’ well-being, she has signed on for a deranged assignment.
365 days. 536 recipes. One girl and a crappy outer borough kitchen.
How far will it go? We can only wait. And wait. And wait…..
The Julie/Julia Project. Coming soon to a computer terminal near you.”