Well, the moment you’ve been waiting for has finally arrived. G.I. Joe is out! But — uh oh — you also might want to get laid this Friday. Question: do you go with the boys to see G.I. Joe, or do you call up your sweetheart and let her pick the flick? If you choose the latter, you — along with every other pussywhipped American male — will be seeing Julie & Julia this weekend. You should be for this, and I’ll tell you why. You should also be wondering what should you know in order to effectively discuss this movie over that wine you bought because you thought the label was cool (Educated Guess, anyone?), but can’t actually discern its crappy quality with your underdeveloped pallete? Look no further. We’ve got you covered.
Julia Child 101
- Brought French cuisine and techniques to the American mainstream pallete
- Her iconic TV Show was parodied on SNL by Dan Akroyd
- Author of several books, including the hugely famous 1961 cookbook Mastering the Art of French Cooking
- Lived to be 91
- Julia Child was 6’2”
- Her entire kitchen is on display at the Smithsonian Institution in Washington, DC (Don’t let FSR Editor Neil Miller fool you, he was excited to see it.)
- Married Paul Child in 1946
- In parts of the 40s and 50s, they lived in Paris, France, where Paul worked with the US Information Agency and Julia was introduced to fine cuisine
Julie Powell 101
- Wrote Julie and Julia: 365 Days, 524 Recipes, 1 Tiny Apartment Kitchen
- Born and raised in Austin, Texas (home of Reject World Headquarters)
- Cheated on husband and used butchering meat to cope
- Contentious figure in the pretentious foodie blogosphere
- No one likes her. She is not like Amy Adams.
Other Interesting Facts
- Julie & Julia is the first major motion picture to be based on a blog.
What’s In It For You?
- She’ll be cooking — gourmet cooking (hint: more butter!) — for at least a good three weeks after she sees this one. If she sees it with you, try the “I love your cooking! You should try some of these…” line, listing all of your favorite meats. You won’t be sorry.
- Suggest that she learn some “cool cocktails” or “wine pairings” that complement her new entrees. Offer to fix them. Make ’em, but double the amount of alcohol called for in each recipe. Strong. Real strong.
- Suggest that she get a blog to vent her frustrations. Assure her you’ll read it. (Don’t.) Insantly less bitching. (No guarantees, fellas.)
- Remind her that expensive vacations, like decade-long trips to Paris, might end up in the both of you being prosecuted by Joseph McCarthy for being suspected as communist sympathizers.
- Tell her that if you treat for dinner and the movie, she has to bring the dessert. Hey-o!