If you are under thirty, if arugula and microwave ovens have always been a fixture of your kitchen, then you may
know Julia only as Meryl Streep's character in Nora Ephron's final romantic comedy. If you are of that younger generation, then you will not think of Julia Childs the way I do.
I am old enough to remember my mom watching "The French Chef" while it was still in production, but I was too young at that age to appreciate Julia's cultural importance. She popularized French cuisine in America during the 1960s. She was the culinary educator who became a ‘celebrity chef’ years before Food Network started grinding them out like little sausages.
While not my earliest memory of Julia, my most
distinct impression of her is from touring her model kitchen in the
basement of the Smithsonian Museum of American History. There, among other things, visitors can watch
of a video of Julia Child making mashed potatoes for six, with the addition of
thirty cloves of garlic. THIRTY CLOVES. One concludes that Americans had a different
sense of taste of smell in the 1960s, perhaps dulled by the widespread use of
alcohol and tobacco. Back in the 60’s, Julia
was an unassailable queen of the kitchen, and one simply would not question her
enthusiasm for garlic. If you are of
that generation, then you will also not think of Julia exactly as I do. She has divided our generations that way.
My earliest specific memory of Julia Childs was her guest appearance on Mr. Rogers. It must have been part of
some sort of PBS early cross-marketing effort.
I imagine Fred Rogers made a guest appearance on her show later in the
week, and maybe they both showed up on Thursday night as panelists on
Washington Week in Review. Anyway, Julia
prepared a pasta dish for Fred in March 1974.
I remember my mother copying every ingredient with rapt attention while
Julia prepared it, which was unusual because my mother did not often watch Mr.
Rogers with us. The ingredients were
these: spaghetti, black olives, swiss
cheese, pimentos, walnuts, green onions, tuna, black pepper and parsley, all dressed
in generous amounts of olive oil. The
recipe became a family favorite and as my sister and I grew older, we also
learned to prepare it. The name Julia
gave that dish is interesting: Marco Polo spaghetti. I’m not sure where Mr. Polo was
able to source Swiss cheese or canned tuna while he schlepped across the
Steppes of Mongolia. Maybe his people
made it for him when he got back to Italy.
Whatever you call it, it was a tasty dish. I recall from my youth
scraping bits of oil soaked parsley and cheese off the bottom of the bowl with
my finger after the pasta was finished.
This will not be a blog where I attempt to recreate
every recipe from “Mastering the Art of French Cooking”
That ground was already covered by Blogging pioneer Julie Powell (More about
Ms Powell in another post, and also continuing the theme of generational divide) Maybe instead I can cook all of the foods in
Mr Rogers recipe cannon, a stunt that would not attract as much attention as Julie Powell's. Another Mr. Rogers episode (non-food) which
sticks in my mind was the one where he tried blowing glass, and ended up
accidentally smashing an expensive piece. From
that, I think Rogers would have been kind of train wreck in the kitchen. Let him be remembered for feeding the
goldfish.
Inspired by Julia (after conceiving this posted essay) I made garlic mashed potatoes. I did not follow Julia's recipe, instead replacing Russet potatoes with Kennebec potatoes. These were in season my local CSA, and thin skinned so they do not require peeling (a time saver). I don't cut them very small before cooking, perhaps only halves (another time saver, but may affect consistency)
I did not make a bechamel sauce, per Julia's recipe, but added smaller amounts of milk and butter at the end (saves time and reduces calories, but may not be as richly flavorful).
I used one clove of garlic, chopped raw. This saved time, but I would not do it this way again (I don't usually add garlic at all to my potatoes, so this was new to me). It would be better to roast the garlic, or blanch then saute (per Julia's recipe) as cooking softens the garlic and brings out the sweetness. I always use a wood handled potato masher, kind of similar to this one. The potato masher is faster than using a fork, and easier to clean than a potato ricer, though each method will result in a slightly different texture.
Inspired by Julia (after conceiving this posted essay) I made garlic mashed potatoes. |
Inspired by Fred (perhaps only subconsciously) we completed a glassblowing class a few years ago. |
Inspired by Julia (after conceiving this posted essay) I made garlic mashed potatoes. I did not follow Julia's recipe, instead replacing Russet potatoes with Kennebec potatoes. These were in season my local CSA, and thin skinned so they do not require peeling (a time saver). I don't cut them very small before cooking, perhaps only halves (another time saver, but may affect consistency)
I did not make a bechamel sauce, per Julia's recipe, but added smaller amounts of milk and butter at the end (saves time and reduces calories, but may not be as richly flavorful).
I used one clove of garlic, chopped raw. This saved time, but I would not do it this way again (I don't usually add garlic at all to my potatoes, so this was new to me). It would be better to roast the garlic, or blanch then saute (per Julia's recipe) as cooking softens the garlic and brings out the sweetness. I always use a wood handled potato masher, kind of similar to this one. The potato masher is faster than using a fork, and easier to clean than a potato ricer, though each method will result in a slightly different texture.
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