I have to be honest - I am jealous of Julie Powell. You know, the girl who wrote the blog and book about how she cooked her way through Julia Child's recipes, which became the basis for the film "Julie and Julia."
As soon as Julia Child began talking about her husband, sadness misted her face, and no longer was I sitting across from an icon; rather, I was in the presence of a woman who'd lost the love of her life.
My Julia Child was Madhur Jaffrey, doyenne of Indian cooking in the West. Instead of a rather self-absorbed blogger, I was a clueless momma's boy immigrant, loose in middle America, barely knowing how to boil an egg.