Tuesday, December 29, 2009

A mini cooking adventure

I got inspired while watching Julie & Julia tonight, and decided to make Hollandaise Sauce for my salmon for dinner.

It was awesome!

I'm so proud that I managed to separate the yolks from three eggs and whisk the butter until it was creamy enough! I didn't use real butter, but it tasted pretty darn good regardless! The only downside of my meal was the sticky rice...


I took pictures but they mysteriously didn't end up on my camera. I'm too lazy to move to take more pictures.

I've been googling Julie Powell, the writer who famously blogged about cooking her way through Julia Child's cookbook, Mastering the Art of French Cooking. It seems like Powell's career exploded after her cooking blog. She has another one she is currently writing entitled ""What Could Happen? Musings from a Libidinous Shrew."http://juliepowell.blogspot.com/

Her writing career is one that I envy and admire. She gets to write a blog and a book about something she is passionate about and people in turn respect and love her back. I one day hope to write something worthy enough to publish and be put on screen!

I also love Nora Ephron, the director for Julie & Julia who has done many other favourite flicks of mine including: You've Got Mail, Sleepless in Seattle, and When Harry Met Sally. I love that she loves Meg Ryan as much as I do!


Speaking of movies, everybody should go check out Sherlock Holmes with Robert Downey Jr., Rachel McAdams, and Jude Law. Sooo good! Like my roommate said, it's the kind of movie that makes you love movies. It had tons of action, a witty script and great film score. Did I mention Downey is shirtless? Yum!

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Christmas Eve!

I guess technically it's just the beginning of Christmas day, but I'm lounging around nibbling on chocolates and mandarin oranges at my dad's relaxing after an easy day. I love being home this time of year.

Last night was the PCI-AMHS Christmas Cheer Alumni Social at Canad Inns in Portage. It's the one time of year where everyone who ever went to either high school (when there was still two of them) gets together during the holidays for some alcohol-induced reminiscent good times! I buy a new dress for this every year, it's always a blast. And this year did not disappoint.

I went with a couple of my best friends from home. We got ready together at my place before getting my dad to drive us to the social. I wore these amazing new shoes that I had to take off midway through the night. Luckily my dad came prepared with my winter boots when he picked us up and drove us to the bar (for the last half hour until last call). Gotta love Portage!

I had so much fun seeing people I rarely see anymore. The night was a whirlwind of many drinks and  conversations with old friends. I hope they had as much fun as I did!

Merry Christmas everyone!!!

Monday, December 7, 2009

My Christmas List '09

I guess I like Christmas more than I thought. Well, maybe I just like the fact that I get presents for no real reason. I'm not religious at all. Anyway, here's my list for '09.

- Julie & Julia DVD
-Webcam
-New (bigger) bed
-Vanity table/mirror for my room
-Real art for my walls
-Macbook Pro (not gonna happen)
-A boyfriend (also probably not gonna happen)



The list is pretty short. I just can't really think of much more right now.


Happy almost holidays everyone!

Book Review: My Life In France by Julia Child

If you've ever wanted to experience France but can't afford to travel, pick up Julia Child's memoir “My Life in France”.


Famous for introducing French cuisine into American culture, Child's memoir documents her time in France where she lived with husband Paul Child after the Second World War. Written with Alex Prud'homme, her husband's great- nephew who also wrote the foreword about his experience helping create “the France book”.

“Memory is selective and we have not attempted to be encyclopedic here, but have focused on some of the large and small moments that stuck with me for over 50 years,” Child says in the introduction.

These moments make the reader want to learn French, jet off to Paris and eat, eat, eat!

Child focuses on her days in France where she lived from 1948 until 1954, where her love of French cooking started. It quickly grew into the passion that would ignite her career. The path she leads is a heartfelt adventure from beginning to end.

Child's transition into French culture was made easier by her husband, who spent time in France before they married in 1946. They met in Ceylon (now Sri Lanka) while working for the Office of Strategic Services. After a short time living in Washington, where her attempts at cooking began, they were off to France where Paul was assigned to run the exhibits office of the United States Information Service at the American Embassy in Paris.

From her first days in quaint Le Havre, then to the city that sparkles, Paris, through dirty Marseille, to the end in Provence, she falls more in love with the country. Members of her new home, like Marie des Quatre Saisons, the vegetable lady in the local market and Max Bugnard, chef at the Ecole du Cordon Bleu (where she graduated in 1951) inspired her love affair with France, with their simplistic ways and “joie de vivre”.

Though she never grew up cooking at home in Pasadena, California, Child's love of food was palpable as she tried her first French dish of sole meuniere, of which Child says was the “most exciting meal of my life.”

Child met her co-authors Simone Beck and Louisette Bertholle during one of many dinner parties. They started their own cooking classes for Americans in Paris and would eventually start writing “Mastering the Art of French Cooking” published in 1961. The “cook-bookery” as Child called it, led to her television show The French Chef in 1963 filmed in Boston, Massachusetts.

During her last days in her “spiritual homeland” in 1992, Child moved from Provence back to Massachusetts. She left behind a “lovely place” where she says “the pleasures of the table, and of life, are infinite- tourjours bon apetit!”

Child's zest for life shines on each page, once one gets past the overwhelming culinary details. “My Life in France” is definitely a life worth experiencing.

***This book was an awesome read! It made me want to go to my kitchen and experiment. And actually, yesterday morning, I was looking up The French Chef video clips on Youtube, and I definitely tried to make an omlette the way Julia does, but with no success. It was still yummie though it had too much butter and didn't flip properly. Oh well, c'est la vie!

Friday, December 4, 2009

To buy or not to buy

Has anyone ever bought a bus pass because it was cheaper than the one you're supposed to use? I know I have. I hate buying a weekly pass for $20, and as I've discovered this week, why should I bother? The bus drivers rarely notice if you have the right one!

My roommate decided to try an experiement using her week-old buss pass. She would use it every day to see how many bus drivers actually caught her and said anything. So far she's been using her pass since about Tuesday, and she's only gotten caught once so far. It's already friday! She did buy the right one just incase, but still, she really doesn't need it at this point.

I really don't understand why bus drivers don't actually check your pass. Maybe it's because there's always a lot of people getting on the bus and he doesn't have time to check each one, or maybe they genuinely don't care. It seems like they just look for the motion of showing them something and then they glance away. Well, if that's the case, maybe I shouldn't buy buss passes anymore. Maybe we should all just use expired passes for as long as we can, maybe then they won't realize it's actually expired!

I really find it annoying though, when you're running for a bus, but you didn't have time to dig out your pass, but then once you're on the bus and you waste 5 minutes at the front while you do go find it, the driver doesn't even look at you! It's sooo frustrating! Like seriously, tell me why they do this? It really baffles me some days. Because I know if I just went to sit down, they'd be hauling my ass back to the front for questioning. All I have to say is that they should CHECK THE PASS!