When I was a child living in the broadcast area of WGBH back in the days before cable TV I watched The French Chef on Saturday afternoon when the cartoons were over and all the sports had started. Little did I know back then sitting on the rug in front of the big black and white TV with my Barbies, I was watching someone who would become an icon. The child in me thought it was fun to watch the lady cook. Today that lady, the one who I watched by default, would be 100 years old. Happy Birthday Julia Child!
FYI: Sorry to have been MIA. I’ll be back soon.