Taking Julia To Greece

I went to the library a few weeks ago.... and no matter how old I get, or how long it's been since I was last in a library..... the moment I step into one...... all those comfortable smells hits me like childhood in my face.  Ahhhhhh...... there is just something sooooo comforting about being in a library..... you just feel soooo safe and cozy!  I even love the quietness of a library.... and for those who know me...... quiet isn't usually associated with the mention of my name!  LOL

Any hooty...... I digress..... I checked out a couple of books.... a Julia Child cookbook (The Way To Cook), a Paul Bocuse cookbook (Regional French Cooking), and a biography of Julia Child (An Appetite for Life).  I have been trying to read the bio on Julia Child for over a month now and am still only half way through it.  It is a very 'wordy' book and goes into great detail...... both which I love and find annoying at the same time.  So..... between traveling, house chores/errands, dr./dental appts., and life in general clopping along with increasing speed..... it's been one of those put down, pick up books, that you enjoy each time you pick it up, begrudgenly hate to put down..... but easily forget about when 'life' sweeps you up and carries you along.  I have renewed this book twice already and when it comes due (Nov. 19), I HAVE to turn it in, so it is going along with me to Greece.  I'm taking Julia to Greece with me by gum!!!

I love it each time I pick up this book and hear the crinkle of the thin plastic cover over the book jacket....  I love seeing the tape sideways holding the book jacket and plastic coating snuggly in place.... I LOVE the smell of the book when I open it.  New or old.... any book that has gone through the doors of any library.... attains that 'library smell'.  I love how cool it looks to be toting around a real library book.

The book itself is perfect.... all the information I have been searching for about Julia Child and more.  But... like I noted earlier.... it is quite 'wordy'.  It starts at the beginning.... at her birth and follows her life up thru her late 80's..... she died at age 92, and she was aware of the writing of this book.  She was quite the hoot from a small child to a full blossomed adult Child (play on word intended!) and her love affair with Paul is priceless and precious!  It's been like reading her private dairy..... you pick it up and read bits of it, feeling so familiar with her, then having to put it aside for another day when you can get lost in it's pages again.

I think I'm actually kinda glad I am only half way through this book.... it will be nice having something good to read on the long flights and on the 3 hour layover in Paris.