Okay, when you work at a bookstore you pick up weird books. This past week we got in about thirty copies of this. I was first enticed by the pretty green cover and the mention of a "tiny apartment kitchen," then I read the inside-front-cover and, interested, I started reading the book over lunch one day when I didn't have any food to eat. Now I'm bordering on obsession. Not since I read Harry Potter this summer have I been so drawn into a book. Damn, I wish I could write like Julie Powell. I don't know if hers is particularily stunning prose, or if it's just appealing. She is the only person I've read who can hold my attention while talking about the whole "September 11th" thing. I also found this tonight, her blog. Yay! Lots of happy food reading to keep me happy for a long time.
Posted by linnea at September 22, 2005 1:02 AMOooh. I'ma have to check that out.
Posted by: tuggy at September 29, 2005 12:41 AM