Meet n’ Meat
I haven’t read Cleaving*, the new book by Julie Powell. And to be perfectly honest, I haven’t read Julie & Julia either. But I have seen the movie multiple times, enough to be intrigued by the real person behind Amy Adams’ hideous haircut and annoying celluloid presence. Perhaps you feel the same? I decided to brave the cold to hear Julie Powell read at McNally Jackson last night, and you know what? She seems way cooler in real life. She read a couple NSFV (not safe for vegetarians) passages from Cleaving, one that described her first day as an apprentice at Fleisher’s and one that recounted the drawing of blood from a cow’s neck for consumption in South America. And when she took questions afterward, she swore like a sailor which I found totally endearing. She was also very frank in her ruminations which I suppose shouldn’t be surprising since this latest tome is full of intimate details of her broken marriage and torrid affair. She was also wearing a pair of kind of amazing glittery heels. What I’m trying to say is, I’m a bit relieved that this real life encounter eradicated my negative snap judgement, ’cause both of her books are high on my to-read list, and now I can enjoy them without the baggage of bias. If you’ve got an opinion of them, please, do share!
*Aren’t you wondering who illustrated that beautiful cover? It was our buddy Chris Neal!
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