The movie was every bit as delightful as I had hoped. Meryl Streep captured Julia Child in such a brilliant, accurate way. Watching her be Julia made me giggle like a little girl. Amy Adams was perfect and I could so easily relate to Julie Powell's ups and downs in the kitchen. Even the part where her stuffed chicken falls on the floor and she ends up laying on the kitchen floor crying.
The real message of the movie was that food saved both Julia Child and Julie Powell. When all was awry, food was the one constant. Oh how I can relate! It almost made me emotional to think of how food has saved me. When I can't be satisfied with how my children behaved, I can be satisfied in the pesto I made for dinner. When my husband and I were apart for over a month last fall, it was the comforting soups that I made that lifted my spirits. And even when the recession has hit my pocket book the hardest, making a chocolate cake hasn't. Nothing nourishes my soul more. On so many levels, food has saved me as well.