I brought Julie and Julia
home from the library yesterday and we watched it last night. Sooo fun and good. Glenn even said it was just as good, or better, than when we originally saw it in the theatre when it came out.
Even though it's a bit of a chick flick, he really enjoyed it. Both times.
He just began to comprehend the magnitude of Julie Powell's undertaking. He commented something to the effect that why couldn't someone cook through a cookbook from the first page to the last. I realized he didn't quite have a grasp of the size of the task.
Then...I went to my cookbook bookcase and showed him the book. Oh, boy, he understood. I told him I thought I'd go what Julie did and he got the goofiest look on his face. I then said, "Nah! I'll just do every other page."
He almost took me seriously.
However, tomorrow night, we're going to have Julia's cream of mushroom soup for dinner. Not exactly on page one, but it's a start.