Last weekend, I had a date with Julia.
The girls went out with Big E and Grand M
to harvest pumpkins at a friend's farm.
And I made Beef Bourguignon with Julia Child.
I met Julia once, when I was about Sweetheart G's age.
It was in a corner store, and she was larger than life.
Tall, vibrant, and that voice. And so kind.
I said, "You're Julia Child. My mom loves you."
To which she said, "Tell your Mom I love her, too."
Julia's TV shows ranked as must-see material in our house,
along side M.A.S.H. or the Muppet Show.
I found this today. I tell you, I miss her.
The Boeuf was lovely, just as Julia said it would be.