Just like becoming an expert in wine–you learn by drinking it, the best you can afford–you learn about great food by finding the best there is, whether simply or luxurious. The you savor it, analyze it, and discuss it with… — Julia Child Copy Share Image
Wine is a living liquid containing no preservatives. Its life cycle comprises youth, maturity, old age, and death. When not treated with reasonable respect it will sicken and die. — Julia Child Copy Share Image
I had my first French meal and I never got over it. It was just marvelous. We had oysters and a lovely dry white… — Julia Child Copy Share Image
If you are going to flip something, you must have the courage of your convictions. — Julia Child Copy Share Image
My father was in real estate, banking, and land management. As family life, it was very conventional, happy, and comfortable. We weren't wealthy, but… — Julia Child Copy Share Image
We are so bemused by our own petard, that we are unable to look at things objectively. — Julia Child Copy Share Image
If you're buying tomatoes pick them up and smell them-they should have a lovely perfume. They need to be kept at fifty degrees or… — Julia Child Copy Share Image
The perfect dressing is essential to the perfect salad, and I see no reason whatsoever for using a bottled dressing, which may have been… — Julia Child Copy Share Image
I think one of the terrible things today is that people have this deathly fear of food: fear of eggs, say, or fear of… — Julia Child Copy Share Image
“Standing up through the Citroen's open sunroof, my six-foot-three-inch, red-cheeked sister pointed a long, trembling finger at the perpetrator and with maximum indignation yelled:… — Julia Child Copy Share Image
The only real stumbling block is fear of failure. In cooking you've got to have a what-the-hell attitude. — Julia Child Copy Share Image
In the 1960s, you could eat anything you wanted, and of course, people were smoking cigarettes and all kinds of things, and there was… — Julia Child Copy Share Image
I was kind of an innocent hayseed from a middle-class, utterly nonintellectual background. — Julia Child Copy Share Image
