One of my personal heroes, Julia Child, has died at age 91. Sweet, good-humored and full of life, Julia Child helped take the fear and mystery out of French cuisine. She brought fine dining to the masses first through her cookbooks ("Mastering the Art of French Cooking") and then through her long-running cooking show on PBS. She showed us what gracious dining was all about, long before Martha Stewart was a twinkle in the media's eye. I especially admire her philosophy that we should not be afraid of our food. With all of our diets and losing battles against obesity, we end up making food the enemy. I quoted her in an earlier post, but I think her words bear repeating, now that she is gone:
... I for one would much rather swoon over a few thin slices of prime beefsteak, or one small serving of chocolate mousse, or a sliver of foie gras than indulge to the full on such nonentities as fat-free gelatin puddings.
And so tonight, as it has become my habit, I will enjoy for dessert a single wedge of fine German dark chocolate in Julia's memory.
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