Love Letters and Food
For those who haven't seen it yet, after yeterdays review of Julie and Julia, my dear sweet husband left me a comment, the first from him since I began this blog actually. And it is just very important that I post this beautiful love letter inspired by food, so the whole world can see just how dang lucky I really am.
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"My wife and I saw the movie together, which was something that I was planning on since I had seen the first trailer half a year ago. Among my wife's many loves (blogging, cooking, me) she has specifically only mentioned very few chefs to me. Julia Child, Yan (from Yan Can Cook) and Paula Dean. My wife believes I never listen to her, I say huh a lot and try to make her repeat herself (her voice is music to me) but I get the important stuff and even more of the unsaid things.
I love her dearly and I look constantly for things for me to do with her, all for entirely selfish reasons. I can't get enough of her. Her scent, her laugh - in all her different variations - are like chimes (even the snorts). Only my wife truly gets me. I am glad to be gotten, she can have me.
Finding her blog and seeing all the wonderful lovely things she says of me to her friends and complete strangers has convinced me more than ever. I love her, and I can't wait for her to try making some french food for us. Her cooking boosts her confidence and makes her smile, I'm ready for that smile in another language.
For my wife is untypically, uncannily, traditionally, irrevocably, insatiably, deliciously, Jia, Jessica, the butter to my bread, the breath of my life. . ."































