Faith loved the exhaustive effort Julia made to put together Mastering the Art of French Cooking. I loved hearing specifically about the lengths she went to in order to translate everything about fish (species, preparations, etc.) from the French to information accessible to Americans. And she admits having known very little about fish when she arrived in Marseilles, where much of this work was done. Examples of her modesty pop up in every chapter and are part of what is making this book such a pleasure to read.
Your turn: what is My Life in France making you think about? Are you still enjoying it? Are you Julia-fatigued yet?