Michael Pollan’s new essay – which will appear in the New York Times Magazine on Sunday – begins with a reminiscence on Julia Child, which seems almost mandatory with the forthcoming release of Julie and Julia next week.
When I asked my mother recently what exactly endeared Julia Child to her, she explained that â€œfor so many of us she took the fear out of cookingâ€ and, to illustrate the point, brought up the famous potato show (or, as Julia pronounced it, â€œthe poh-TAY-toh show!â€), one of the episodes that Meryl Streep recreates brilliantly on screen. Millions of Americans of a certain age claim to remember Julia Child dropping a chicken or a goose on the floor, but the memory is apocryphal: what she dropped was a potato pancake, and it didnâ€™t quite make it to the floor. Still, this was a classic live-television moment, inconceivable on any modern cooking show: Martha Stewart would sooner commit seppuku than let such an outtake ever see the light of day.
The episode has Julia making a plate-size potato pancake, sautÃ©ing a big disc of mashed potato into which she has folded impressive quantities of cream and butter. Then the fateful moment arrives:
â€œWhen you flip anything, you just have to have the courage of your convictions,â€ she declares, clearly a tad nervous at the prospect, and then gives the big pancake a flip. On the way down, half of it catches the lip of the pan and splats onto the stovetop. Undaunted, Julia scoops the thing up and roughly patches the pancake back together, explaining: â€œWhen I flipped it, I didnâ€™t have the courage to do it the way I should have. You can always pick it up.â€ And then, looking right through the camera as if taking us into her confidence, she utters the line that did so much to lift the fear of failure from my mother and her contemporaries: â€œIf youâ€™re alone in the kitchen, WHOOOOâ€ â€” the pronoun is sung â€” â€œis going to see?â€ For a generation of women eager to transcend their mothersâ€™ recipe box (and perhaps, too, their mothersâ€™ social standing), Juliaâ€™s little kitchen catastrophe was a liberation and a lesson: â€œThe only way you learn to flip things is just to flip them!â€
I can identify with Julia’s courage and convictions; I’ve written here about my own potato-flipping experiences. But Pollan uses Julia as a starting point for a much more important discussion: the decline of actual cooking in the American home. I won’t go into detail here, instead, I encourage you to read the entire essay.
As he reaches his conclusion, Pollan asks:
The question is, Can we ever put the genie back into the bottle? Once it has been destroyed, can a culture of everyday cooking be rebuilt? One in which men share equally in the work? One in which the cooking shows on television once again teach people how to cook from scratch and, as Julia Child once did, actually empower them to do it?
Let us hope so. Because itâ€™s hard to imagine ever reforming the American way of eating or, for that matter, the American food system unless millions of Americans â€” women and men â€” are willing to make cooking a part of daily life. The path to a diet of fresher, unprocessed food, not to mention to a revitalized local-food economy, passes straight through the home kitchen.
Once I learned, I never stopped cooking, and now I’m passing that knowledge along to Miles. I’m doing my part, how about you?