Showing posts with label Julia Child. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Julia Child. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 29, 2024

JULIA CHILD AND HER BATTLE PLAN FOR BAKING A CHOCOLATE CAKE

RHYS BOWEN:  I met Julia Child once, at an upscale eatery in San Francisco. My publishers had taken me there but when Julia and Paul sat at the next table they lost all interest in me, only fascinated by what she was going to eat next. I saw her as a tall, gawky, middle aged woman, one who dropped her chicken during her TV cooking classes. Loveable but clumsy.  Imagine then my surprise when my friend Diana Chambers told me she was writing a book about Julia as a WWII spy.

    "Are you crazy?" I said. But she shook her head. "It's all true. I've checked all the sources. She really was a spy in Asia during the war."

    Holy cow! What a scoop! What a story!  I gave Diana my input as she was writing it and cheered with her when it was finally sold. And now I'm happy to have her as my guest to tell you about the birth of THE SECRET WAR OF JULIA CHILD.

 RHYS: Welcome, dear Diana. Where did the idea for this book come from? Have you always been fascinated with Julia Child? How did you hear about her wartime adventures?

 DIANA: About ten years ago, I read that during World War Two, Julia Child had served in the OSS, America’s first espionage agency. I blinked and sat up straight. The Julia Child? The matronly TV chef?

But SPIES? And in India and China?! Something sparked inside me. I felt electrified. Somehow I KNEW...This was it...MY STORY...I had to investigate...but I knew...

However first, I’d have to get to know Julia McWilliams Child. I was not a Julia fangirl—and not a cook. In fact, I try to keep as far from the kitchen as possible! So I knew her mainly as this quirky woman with an upraised spoon, frumpy wardrobe, and problematic hairdo.

RHYS: How much of the story is fact? How much did you make up?

 DIANA: The wartime experiences of Julia McWilliams on the front lines of Asia is based closely on the available historical record. That was my scaffolding. Still, it wasn’t Julia who first drew me to the story, but its espionage setting in India and China—where I have long ties. At university, I studied India art and history. I first traveled there around 30, the same age Julia, as I would learn, arrived on a Navy troopship! At that time, I began an export business and have returned often over the years. I’ve also traveled around China and SE Asia. Penguin Random House India published my post-WWII novel, The Star of India, a few years ago. An honor that was especially meaningful when my Indian agent, editor, and several journalists told me they had to keep reminding themselves that I was a “foreigner.”

Even with this background, I had a LOT to learn! Fortunately I love research.

I read everything I could get my hands on...but especially for the day-to-day life, I had to fill in the gaps. By now I’d come to admire Julia—LOVE her—and wanted to tell a story I believed was honest to her truth. This is historical fiction, a product of my educated imagination.

One thing I can say is true: That twinkle in Julia’s eye you see on television? She had that twinkle her entire life! She’d always been bubblng with creativity, humor, and zest for life. As a girl, she directed, wrote and acted in plays she produced in her family’s Pasadena attic. Around this time, she confided to her diary and mother her goal of becoming a “famous woman writer.” But she was also tall, gawky, insecure. She had a lot to overcome.

RHYS:  Have you been to the places you write about? How hard is it to write about places you haven’t been? What sort of research did you do?



DIANA: As part of telling Julia’s story, I wanted to walk in her size 12A shoes, journeying through the touchstones of her life. I visited all of the locations in the book, except Chabua, the Indian airbase at the foot of the Himalayas...from which she flies a cargo plane “over the Hump” to China. But I’d been in Kashmir and the Karakoram mountains of China and Pakistan. So I had a good “feel” for the location. As far as my book research, I read wide and deep...biographies, memoirs, military, political, cultural accounts...Books on espionage and cryptography. Narratives from the local perspectives.

It’s also important to remember that much of the Office of Strategic Services’ archives were classified until the 21st C so scholars have had less time to study and write about them. Also Western eyes have been more focused on Europe/Pacific. No wonder it’s called, The Forgotten War in Asia.

 RHYS:  It’s been a complicated publishing journey to bring this book to birth. Tell us a little about it.

 DIANA: Very complicated...very long. It’s been hard work along the way, many heartbreaks. Agents have retired or disappointed me. Queries have been rejected—or ignored. Also there was work on The Star of India. But I had a deep belief in this novel—I knew readers would want to read Julia’s story.

 RHYS: And after all that struggle good things started finally happening. Tell us more.

After getting off the plane in Nashville for August’s Bouchercon, I opened an email to learn THE SECRET WAR OF JULIA CHILD was being featured in People magazine as a Best Book of the Fall, a Must Read! Everyones love Julia. 

 RHYS: What did Julia take from her wartime days that laid the groundwork for her later success?

DIANA:  That's a fascinating questions! Promoted to serve in India, Julia has sensory experiences she could have never imagined—sights, sounds, colors, smells...flavors that blast open her taste buds. Then she meets mapmaker Paul, a true foodie. She opens to the world. As she would say in later years, “The war made me.”  

Have you seen the YouTube clip of Julia’s oven door taped shut to protect her soufflĂ©? Anyone who dares enter, she proclaims, will be COURTMARTIALED.

Then there’s the one of Julia and her BATTLE PLAN for baking a chocolate cake...her ingredients and implements lined-up on the counter...

During war, equipment must be deployed in a specific manner, like an order of battle in the field. Procedures matter—just like a written recipe. Remember, her dream of becoming a “famous woman writer”? Now, Julia set out to document France’s precious culinary traditions!

In the OSS, Julia learned to keep her ears open and head down…absorb info through her senses. In Paris, she worked hard chopping onions at the Cordon Bleu (as she had at the OSS), so she’d be respected enough to move up to next level. She was accepted into the local cooking community—now able to ferret out recipes, techniques, SECRETS of French cuisine.

RHYS: I know you'll all be absolutely fascinated by this book. I see MOVIE written all over it. It is now in stores. So feel free to ask Diana any questions. She will give away a signed copy of the book to one lucky commenter!




THE SECRET WAR OF JULIA CHILD
Coming Oct 22 from Sourcebooks Landmark!
People Best Book Fall 2024–“Must-Read”

Sunday, October 22, 2023

Sherried Alive

DEBORAH CROMBIE: Oh, sorry, but I couldn't resist. Can you believe no one writing cooking cozies has used this for a title? If anyone wants it, I give it freely!


But, seriously, I am talking about cooking with sherry. And not with execrable "cooking sherry", a substance that should be banned from all kitchens. Dishes made with a dash of real sherry were a household staple when I was growing up–things like seafood Newburg with sherry, or a chicken fricassee with mushrooms and sherry, or crabmeat bisque. Was this a Julia Child/Frenchified fad of the Sixties and Seventies? Did these recipes go out of fashion with the homely casserole? 


I can also remember going through a "sherry phase" with my mom. (Don't worry, I was in my twenties by then!) We bought bottles (occasionally!) of Dry Sack, which we considered very refined, and drank sherry out of tiny little crystal glasses, which I still have. This was certainly prompted by our travels to England and France.




What made me think of this was my attempt the other night at a chicken casserole with a sherry cream sauce. Now I have never been big on casseroles. I don't like things made with canned soups, for starters, so they mean cooking from scratch, and I've never had a big family to feed. But in this case I had delicious leftover roast chicken (fall cooking! Ina Garten!!) and a big head of broccoli that needed using, so I took a stab at a classic chicken divan. Remember that one, anyone? 


I made a lovely white sauce with grated sharp cheddar and a touch of sherry. And the dish was delicious, although my sauce to broccoli ratio was off. Next time I'd make more sauce or use less broccoli–and I'd add more sherry!




And replace my sherry, which was a bit past its use-by date.


Dear REDs, sherried casseroles, anyone? Favorite sherry (or casserole) recipes? 


HALLIE EPHRON: Mmm, chicken divan! A lot of work…

I developed a taste for sherry when we were traveling in Spain and Portugal. I like all kinds – dry (aka fino), medium (amontillado) and sweet (cream). We’d end the day with a mixed drink, sherry with orange juice over ice, at an outdoor cafe. Surely there’s a name for it but I don’t know what it was. These days, I like to sip a glass of sherry with an ice cube at the end of a summer day. 


I’m always amazed at how few people would even consider drinking it. It’s often in the sauce. And shows up in Chinese recipes (in place of rice wine vinegar). And of course it’s THE taste in lobster newburg, but lobsters don’t need 

newburging, at least not in my book.


JULIA SPENCER-FLEMING: My mother’s special guest dinner was chicken divan, which is certainly in keeping with the 1960s-1970s cookery (her fancy guest dessert was Baked Alaska, which could be a whole ‘nother blog!)


I love sherry - I also picked up the habit when in school in London, and went to a church where they regularly offered it during coffee hour - a practice I think all Anglican parishes should embrace. But cook with it? Sorry, no. I get the good stuff, and it’s going down my gullet, not into a sauce. I don’t think casseroles are dead, per se - I brought my kids up on them! - but I think those heavily, well, newburged dishes have fallen way out of favor.


RHYS BOWEN: I was raised on sherry! It was the polite thing to offer to a guest, early evening, was drunk before dinner (and maybe lunch too). At college sherry parties with the faculty were regular occurrences (I remember my friends stuffing peanuts into my mouth when I attended a sherry party having had no lunch and got a little too vocal in my opinions). 


I used to cook with sherry a lot–shrimp newburg was a favorite for guests. And bisques. But the bottle of Harveys Bristol Cream has sat in my liquor closet for a long while unopened.  I really don’t make sauces or casseroles much any more.  We have guests coming next week and I’ll make paella. That’s about as fancy as I get these days.  (And I agree with Hallie–lobster should only be served with butter)


HANK PHILLIPPI RYAN: oh, I am sitting in an airport right now, with a turkey sandwich, and swooning over these dinner ideas! I love love, love Chicken Divan, all that rich sauce, I can imagine the fragrance right now :-)


And I love casseroles, it’s so interesting, how I never think of it, until one makes itself. Just like you, Debs, I realize I have things that will go together if I just have sauce and cheese and maybe a little sherry. Can’t hurt.


Of course, my turkey tetrazzini, incredibly delicious, but anything that has chicken things and vegetable things and cheese things and then lovely cheese bubbling and brown  on the top. Bring it on.

As for sherry, I have to admit I love it.  All kinds. I had a boyfriend, years and years and years ago,  who always loved apples and walnuts  and sherry and blue cheese together. It is still close to one of the best things I’ve ever had. (The food I mean, not the boyfriend.  :-)) 

 And now the perfect girl dinner, right? 


DEBS: When I read Hank's comment I HAD to put together sherry, blue cheese, walnuts, and apple, as you can see from the first photo! I used one of my mom's little crystal sherry glasses, too. Also, I toasted the walnuts. The combination of those ingredients is absolutely fantastic. (Of course, you have to like blue cheese. That's my favorite, Trader Joe's Cave Aged Blue.)


JENN McKINLAY: I think I was born after the sherry craze as I have no recall of my mom ever cooking with it and she is a top notch cook. And I’ve never been one to drink sherry so I have no frame of reference there either. I’m more of a whiskey gal. Neat, if anyone’s pouring.


DEBS: We are hoping our Lucy comes back from her adventures in Spain and Portugal with lots of sherry stories and recipes to share!


Of course I had to try Hank's sherry with blue cheese, apples, and walnuts, and I now declare it to be my favorite new thing. What an absolutely perfect combination--at least for those of us who like blue cheese (but that is another blog!)


When I stopped at my little local wine shop to replace my sherry, there was one option, as the owner said he doesn't sell enough to justify more. But I was happy enough with his choice, and maybe I will start a new sherry party trend in my neighborhood...


How about it, dear readers? Will you raise a little glass with us?


Tuesday, August 15, 2023

Julia and Me by @LeslieKarst



LUCY BURDETTE: It's always a pleasure to welcome Leslie Karst back to the blog--it's timely for me as I'm just reading her new book! Welcome Leslie!

LESLIE KARST: In my just-released Sally Solari mystery, A Sense for Murder, the dining room manager of a restaurant/culinary bookstore is found murdered on the night of a benefit dinner, and the primary clue is the simultaneous theft of a boxed set of signed first editions of Julia Child’s Mastering the Art of French Cooking.

It’s no accident that I decided to use this iconic cookbook as a major piece of the story, for Julia Child has long held a special place in my heart.





Cardboard cut-out of Julia at the Smithsonian Institution

I first encountered the French Chef back in the late ’60s, when she was a regular part of the PBS lineup on TV. I’d join my mother upstairs on my parents’ bed to watch the show, and as Mom took notes on a pad of paper, scribbling down recipes for use at future dinner parties, I’d gape open-mouthed at this big, boisterous, woman slapping butter on chickens as she laughed and recounted tales of her days in Paris.

Years later, I finally bought a copy of Mastering the Art of French Cooking and started trying out the recipes for myself. (Note: Yes, her multi-page method for making coq au vin is rather time-consuming, but preparing the mushrooms and onions separately to add at the end—thereby allowing them to retain their own special flavors—makes for a truly remarkable dish.)

I credit Julia with inspiring me to go to cooking school, for it was shortly after I purchased MtAoFC when—bored with my job as a research and appellate attorney—I was searching for something to add a little spice to my life and hit upon the idea of enrolling my my local community college’s culinary arts program. Enraptured with the classes I’d started taking at night, I’d regale the attorneys at my law firm the next morning with stories of carving eye-dazzling garnishes out of carrots and radishes, deboning and stuffing chickens, and learning to prepare all five of the French “mother” sauces.





Julia Child’s diploma from Le Cordon Bleu cooking school

One of those attorneys happened to be a kindred cooking spirit, and as I was waxing poetic one day about the sauce bearnaise I’d made the night before, he asked if I was a fan of Julia Chid.

“Are you kidding?” I said. “I absolutely adore her!”

A broad cat-who-ate-the-canary smile spread across his face. “Would you like to meet her?”

It turned out that Julia Child was going to be the guest of honor at some food-related event down in Carmel Valley, where my fellow attorney lived and apparently had “connections,” and he’d been asked to be her host for the day—to pick her up at the airport, take her to lunch, and then escort her to and from the event. “You can come along with me as co-host, if you’d like,” he offered.

Needless to say, I jumped at the chance.

Alas, however, it was not to be. Just days before what would surely have been one of the most exciting experiences of my life, Julia fell and broke her arm, and had to cancel her trip up north from Santa Barbara.

But, perhaps because of all the fantasizing I engaged in leading up the the big day, part of me feels like it actually did happen—that I did indeed get to spend a full day with the French Chef, talking about food and Paris and how very much I loved her detailed recipe for coq au vin.

A few years back, I flew to Washington, D.C., a day early for the Malice Domestic mystery writers convention, so I could pay my respects to Julia by visiting her Cambridge, Mass. kitchen, which had been deconstructed and moved to the Smithsonian Museum. Staring through the plexi-glass window into the exhibit, I smiled as I imagined Julia standing at that custom-made counter (built higher than normal to fit her tall frame) whipping up egg whites for a soufflé in one the copper bowls hanging from that very same peg-board.





yours truly at the Smithsonian


How fitting, that the woman who almost single-handedly brought French cuisine to the American masses, should now have her own exhibit at “America’s museum,” don’t you think?

Readers: For a chance to win a signed copy of my new book, A Sense for Murder, answer this question in the comments below: Are any of you fans of Julia Child, or of other cookbook authors or TV chefs?



About A Sense for Murder:

It’s the height of the tourist season in Santa Cruz, California, and Sally Solari has her hands full, both juggling crowds of hungry diners at her French-Polynesian restaurant Gauguin, as well as appeasing her father, who’s distressed at the number of homeless people camped out in front of Solari’s, the family’s Italian seafood restaurant out on the historic fisherman's wharf.

Nevertheless, when Sally gets the opportunity to volunteer at a farm-to-table dinner taking place at the hip new restaurant and culinary bookshop Pages and Plums, she seizes the chance. Not only is it a fundraiser for an organization aiding the homeless and seniors, but up for auction at the event is a signed boxset of Mastering the Art of French Cooking by Sally’s hero, the renowned chef Julia Child.

But then the Pages and Plums dining room manager turns up dead—the locked cabinet containing the precious books now empty—and the irrepressible Sally once again finds herself up to her neck in a criminal investigation. She may have a sense for murder, but can Sally outwit a devious killer with a taste for French cooking before the villain makes mincemeat of her, too?

About Leslie:





Leslie Karst is the author of the Lefty Award-nominated Sally Solari mystery series and “Justice is Served: A Tale of Scallops, the Law, and Cooking for RBG.” After years waiting tables and singing in a new wave rock band, she decided she was ready for a “real” job and ended up at Stanford Law School. It was during her career as an attorney that Leslie rediscovered her youthful passion for food and cooking and once more returned to school—this time to earn a degree in culinary arts. Now retired from the law, Leslie spends her time cooking, cycling, gardening, observing cocktail hour promptly at five o’clock, and of course writing. She and her wife split their time between Santa Cruz, California and Hilo, Hawai‘i.

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Saturday, June 4, 2022

Triss Stein--Almost Julia Child

DEBORAH CROMBIE: Last week our Lucy Burdette talked about her current obsession with cooking icon Julia Child. In the comments on that post, our JRW author friend Triss Stein commented that she'd lived in the same Cambridge neighborhood as Julia and that she had some stories to tell. 



We were intrigued and asked Triss to come on the blog and share those stories with us!

Almost Julia Child

by Triss Stein

Julia Child’s first television broadcast was in February 1963. In 1966 she was on the cover of Time magazine. In 1967, I moved into the apartment in Cambridge MA that made us neighbors.  Some context here:  I was a college senior, a hick from a small city in New York dairy farm country. I had never, ever seen any famous person in real life or believed I ever would. 

Well, we were almost neighbors.  My shared apartment was on Trowbridge St., south of Kirkland. 

It was at the back of a typical Boston three decker with stacked porches in the front, floor-throughs long since chopped up into student rentals. 



One bedroom had a built-in china cabinet- we had no china-  and we looked out at the scenic driveway.  



North of Kirkland Street, this student  almost-slum became a neighborhood of spacious Victorian homes occupied by Harvard senior faculty, and yes, Julia and Paul Child. Right there  on Irving Street. 



Savenor’s is the grocery store mentioned in the series. It was right around the corner from us, on Kirkland Street, handy for that forgotten quart of milk, and run by an intimidating, messy, elderly woman. Imagine our surprise when we learned she was Mrs. Savenor and the store had a butcher department famous all over greater Boston. Yes, Julia bought her meat there. The housekeeper for John Kenneth Galbraith, the renowned diplomat, writer and Harvard professor, also shopped there. Someone I knew overheard her telling the butcher the meat had to be especially excellent as Mrs. Kennedy was coming for dinner! (Yes, that Mrs Kennedy.)  

Sadly I never did see Julia  around the neighborhood, but I knew people who had. The best story ever: some grad students decided it would be an adventure to cook a whole suckling pig. They managed to obtain one but then realized they had no idea what to do with it. So they did what any smart grad student would do in those olden times: they opened a phone directory (a paper book, free from the phone company), looked up Julia Child’s home number and called her.  She was enthusiastic about their project and walked them through the whole process. I remember that she invited herself to the dinner, but it is possible I made that up.  


Finally, years later: my husband worked at Knopf, and would bring home the best cookbooks ever, a whole new kind of cook book, edited by the brilliant Judith Jones, another unforgettable character in the PBS series. Classics by Madhur Jaffrey, Claudia Roden, Edna Lewis, Lidia Bastianich, came to me hot off the press.  



I’ve read several books about Julia and Paul and that time and place. Here are two of my favorite Julia facts: she liked McDonald’s French fries and wasn’t afraid to say so. And when Paul Child was old and ill and needed constant nursing care, she called him at the nursing home every night, same time Cambridge time, no matter where she was and what time it was there. 


Triss Stein has spent most of her adult life living and working in Brooklyn. She was inspired by Brooklyn’s varied neighborhoods and so is her urban historian heroine, Erica Donato. In the most recent, Brooklyn Legacies, (Poisoned Pen Press, 2019) a chance encounter draws her to the quaint streets and deep conflicts of historic Brooklyn Heights.

 


These days, Triss is hard at work on an entirely new project.


DEBS: What lovely behind-the-scenes glimpses of Julia, Triss. Did your husband know Judith Jones? I wish they'd make a TV series about her!

And of course we're hoping you'll give us a teeny hint about your new project!

Reds and readers, have you ever brushed orbits with someone famous?

Oh, and has anyone managed to watch the Julia documentary?

Saturday, May 28, 2022

Lucy‘s having a moment with Julia (Child, that is)

 


LUCY BURDETTE: No one would ever accuse me of being a trendsetter, including my recent obsession with Julia Child. I did watch the movie Julie and Julia (twice) and absolutely adored the performances of Meryl Streep and Stanley Tucci as Julia and Paul. But I don’t own Mastering the Art of French Cooking, either volume one or two. I do have a lot of other books about Julia Child but until now I hadn’t read them.




But things changed as we watched the new mini series called Julia, focusing on the launch of her television career. Sarah Lancashire is brilliant as Julia. And now I’ve become officially obsessed.



 


 If you’ve seen it or if you decide to see it and you become infatuated with the show and the characters as I have, here are some other fun places to dive deeper.


A podcast about the making of each episode. You might think this is a dull topic, but it's not, it’s so interesting! (Including one for you Hank, about the inclusion of the black woman producer, who is one of the few completely fictional characters in the show.)


Here's Adam Robert’s interview with the Director, Daniel Goldfarb, in addition to a chat with Dorie Greenspan.





French pastry chef David Lebovitz wrote a long article in his newsletter about what the show got right, and what wrong—he has met and worked with a lot of the big name chefs under discussion so it’s fascinating to hear his take





Baker and cookbook author Dori Greenspan has two recent articles, one about Julia’s influence on her, and the other about the food stylist for the TV show, Christine Tobin. Both fascinating!


Because we had a discussion behind the scenes of our blog about what was real and true in the show, I finally read My Life in France by Julia Child (written with her nephew Alex Prud’homme.) Amazing book! She was an incredible woman, indomitable and totally unflustered by roadblocks in her cooking career, or in her life. It’s also a primer on having a good marriage.


And I forgot to add this photo earlier--celebrating Julia Child's birthday in 2012 with my mother-in-law and sister-in-law Lisa, who is always on trend!





Over to you Reds. Do you own or use Julia's Cookbooks? Have you watched the show? What did you think?



Friday, November 20, 2015

The Ultimate REDS Retreat

DEBORAH CROMBIE: My daughter told me over breakfast last week that Julia Child's house in 
Provence was up for sale--for a mere $880,00, from Sotheby's. We drooled over the photos. Here's the photo spread in Conde Nast.

Her kitchen is intact, except for the original stove, which Julia gave to food writer Patricia Wells. The counters were custom built to accommodate her 6' 2" height, and her husband Paul drew outlines for the utensils on the pegboard on the walls. The Childs called the house La Pitchoune, "the little thing." Built on a potato patch on Julia's collaborator Simca Beck's property, it was the place Julia and Paul dreamed of owning one day when they left France for
another diplomatic posting.

There are three bedrooms with en suite bathrooms, an open-plan living dining room, and a swimming pool. But who cares about that? It's all about the kitchen! Can you imagine cooking in Julia Child's kitchen?

So I thought, well, we're all foodies. Surely the REDS could chip in a mere 100K plus small change apiece. I'm sure we could find a way to sleep the seven of us in a three bedroom house. And there is a small cottage on the property, as well.

Imagine the food, and the wine, and the talk, and the plotting that could go on. And maybe even some writing. 

I might have to do my bit of the cooking at the kitchen island, however. I fear the extra-tall counter tops would defeat me...

Ah, well, it's nice to dream. And I think I must reread my copy of My Life in France, one of my favorite books of all time.

In the meantime, I hope whoever does buy Julia's house will live in it and love it with great gusto, as she'd have liked.

READERS, what about you? If funds were no obstacle, would you want to own Julia's house?

REDS ALERT: The winners of Deb Coonts's LUCKY BREAK are:

Elaine N
Mary Sutton
Karen in Ohio
Alyssa
Bonnie Anderson

Email me at deb at deborahcrombie dot com and I'll pass your info along to Deb Coonts. Enjoy! 

Sunday, June 29, 2014

The Food Lovers’ Bookshelf by Leslie Budewitz




LUCY BURDETTE: I got so excited reading this post--Leslie and I have discovered the same thing. The more you write about the food world, the more you want to read about it. But I'll let her tell you what she's found and then pile on with your suggestions, please!



LESLIE BUDEWITZ: In Crime Rib, the second book in my Food Lovers’ Village Mysteries, Erin Murphy is rushing to give a new friend a book she borrowed but left behind on the Merc’s stainless steel counter. How can a dedicated foodie like Stacia Duval have never read My Life in France by Julia Child? Erin is delighted that Stacia and her crew are filming the 35th Annual Jewel Bay Summer Food and Art Festival this weekend, and that Stacia is seriously considering chucking TV and moving her family to Jewel Bay. Thrilled, until she finds the woman dead.

Though I’ve long enjoyed perusing cookbooks and sinking my teeth into cozy mysteries with a food theme, I’m a relative newcomer to the foodie bookshelf. But now that I’ve discovered the kitchen memoir and the literary love-letters to all things culinary, I’m hooked. A few recent favs:

Dearie: The Remarkable Life of Julia Child
, by Bob Spitz — I’d read My Life in France, cooked my way (with Mr. Right) through Julia’s Kitchen Wisdom—the simplified version of Mastering the Art of French Cooking,  seen “Julie & Julia” three times, and still relished this biography of the queen of classic French cuisine. Her childhood in a wealthy family in Pasadena didn’t prepare her for much of anything, and she struggled through college and into the work-world, until a job with the State Department during World War II led her to the OSS, postings abroad, and marriage. That led to France, and our tables and tummies are happier for it. Thanks be for good biography, and for the amazing Madame Child.

The food memoir is a travelogue of sorts, transporting us into other cultures and deep into history. In Day of Honey: A Memoir of Food, Love & War, by Annia Ciezadlo, an American journalist marries a Lebanese journalist and travels with him to Beirut, Baghdad, and beyond during the bloody years from 2003 to 2008. While she does report on the war and its consequences, what really fires her up are the meals and rituals, still vibrant despite the traumas, stresses, and shortages. I chose Day of Honey for my book club, and cooked for days: fattoush, or Levantine Bread Salad; kafta, lamb meatballs; yakhnet sbanegh or spinach stew; and Lebanese mighli, a rice pudding flavored with cinnamon, caraway, and fennel, topped with toasted pistachios and coconut flakes. Mail-ordered sumac, a dark red spice with a pungent, lemony taste, and made my own pomegranate molasses by boiling down a bottle of juice. Still my favorite book club gathering—though one of the group members said “good story, but too much food!”

No such thing, in my book.
My mysteries are set in food-related retail shops, not restaurants. But it’s impossible to write about a Food Lovers’ Village or the Pike Place Market (my Seattle Spice Shop Mysteries will debut in 2015) without including a chef or two. Some live, some die. So I’ve been reading about chefs. Blood, Bones & Butter by Gabrielle Hamilton is gritty, moody, and mouth-watering. On a trip to Italy with her “Italian Italian” husband, she describes the Negroni so deliciously I had to have one—me, who rarely drinks hard liquor, prefers sweet or tangy to bitter,  and had no idea it’s trendy. I loved it.

Negroni

For each drink:

1-1/2 ounces Campari
1-1/2 ounces sweet vermouth
1-1/2 ounces gin
1 orange twist (a strip of peel, at least half an inch wide and 3-4 inches long, twisted to release the oils)

Pour the liquor into an ice-filled rocks glass and add the peel. Best drunk outdoors on a deck overlooking a freshly mowed meadow or water.

Two more to recommend: The Soul of a Chef, by Michael Ruhlman. A journalist follows three very different chefs on their paths to the kitchen. And a book I first learned of when the author stopped by JRW: Back of the House: The Secret Life of a Restaurant by Scott Haas. A food writer and clinical psychologist spends a year and a half writing and cooking in a high-end, high-test Boston restaurant. (PS from Lucy, we had Scott visit us last year to tell us about his book!)

I can’t close without mentioning Cooked: A Natural History of Transformation, by Michael Pollan. Mr. Right and I are Pollan groupies. Cooked explores food through the four elements: earth (fermentation), air (baking), water (boiling), and fire (grilling & braising). (The Chinese add a fifth element, metal, but I digress.) If I weren’t writing mysteries, I’d write nonfiction the way Pollan does, diving into the history of a food, interviewing men and women obsessed with it, and recreating their methods at home. My bread-baking and braises have improved, and my husband is eager to barbecue a pork shoulder on the back deck. (I draw the line at whole hog. We live in grizzly country.) Pollan makes a tasty case for cooking—of course, I’m already hooked. 

Got a favorite kitchen memoir or food-ography?

About Crime Rib:
“Gourmet food market owner Erin Murphy is determined to get Jewel Bay, Montana’s scrumptious local fare some national attention. But her scheme for culinary celebrity goes up in flames when the town’s big break is interrupted by murder…

Food Preneurs, one of the hottest cooking shows on TV, has decided to feature Jewel Bay in an upcoming episode, and everyone in town is preparing for their close-ups, including the crew at the Glacier Mercantile, aka the Merc. Not only is Erin busy remodeling her courtyard into a relaxing dining area, she’s organizing a steak-cooking competition between three of Jewel Bay’s hottest chefs to be featured on the program.

But Erin’s plans get scorched when one of the contending cooks is found dead. With all the drama going on behind the scenes, it’s hard to figure out who didn’t have a motive to off the saucy contestant. Now, to keep the town’s rep from crashing and burning on national television, Erin will have to grill some suspects to smoke out the killer…”


Leslie Budewitz is the national best-selling author of Death al Dente, first in the Food Lovers' Village Mysteries set in northwest Montana, and winner of the 2013 Agatha Award for Best First Novel. Crime Rib, the second in the series, was published by Berkley Prime Crime on July 1, 2014. Her Seattle Spice Shop Mysteries will debut in March 2015.

Also a lawyer, Leslie won the 2011 Agatha Award for Best Nonfiction for Books, Crooks & Counselors: How to Write Accurately About Criminal Law & Courtroom Procedure (Quill Driver Books). Read more at her website or like her on Facebook: LeslieBudewitzAuthor

Sunday, March 9, 2014

Sausage and Potato Casserole, courtesy of Julia Child and Pat Kennedy



 LUCY BURDETTE: Didn't it make your mouth water the other day when our friend Pat Kennedy talked about sausage and potato casserole? This week she not only agreed to make it for this blog, she invited us to share it! So here she is again...thanks Pat!

PAT KENNEDY: This recipe is from the The French Chef Cookbook by Julia Child -- a compendium of the recipes she demonstrated on her first PBS television show.  I always say that I learned to cook watching her because I made at least one thing from the show every week.  This is not a low-calorie dinner, more of a comfort food dish. But as Julia said, “If you’re afraid of butter, use cream.”



3 cups sliced, previously boiled potatoes

(about 1 pound -- use a waxy potato such as a red-skinned potato NOT baking potatoes.  You can also buy the peeled and pre-sliced potatoes frozen.  But cook those potatoes until they are just fork tender. )

1 cup minced onions, slightly cooked in butter

1/2 pound of Polish Sausage (Kielbasa)  (more for the side dish)

(I always heat more sausage and serve it alongside the potato casserole.)

3 large eggs

1 1/2 cups light cream

1/4 teaspoon salt

1/8 teaspoon pepper

¼ cup Swiss cheese

(You can also use Emmenthaler or even Cheddar – you want a cheese with flavor)

1 tablespoon butter



METHOD

1.       Preheat the oven to 375 degrees

2.       Lightly grease (PAM spray) a 10” pie plate

3.       Arrange layers of potatoes, onion, and sausage in the pie plate

4.       Blend eggs, cream, salt and pepper in bowl; pour over potatoes/onions/sausage in the pie plate

5.       Sprinkle top with cheese

6.       Bake in upper third of preheated oven for 30-40 minutes or until top has nicely browned


I like to serve this dish with a deeply-green vegetable such as broccoli or Swiss chard.  

Mmmmmm, it was delish!