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I'm reading Julie Child's My Life in France,
and enjoying it immensely. I generally avoid memoirs,
and bio/autobiographies rarely succeed at capturing
my imagination. But this book was a gift, and, happily,
it whips along with a spirited and often humorous narrative
that has me heading to bed early every evening
for my pre-sleep reading fix. (My prix-fixe reading sleep?!)
Ms. Child (whom I think of as Our Lady of Save the Liver)
charges into the world of French cuisine and culture with
gusto and an intense joie de vivre. More on this later.