Friday, January 13, 2006

The Sultry Poke of Love

So, we'll have to wait a bit longer to find the winner of the Great Subtitle Prize - this is one that my editor will be the final judge of. In the meantime....David!!!!!

I saw him at this big benefit last night and oh wow. He's still in love with me, this much is clear. We had quite a moment. He didn't actually TALK to me, per se. But it's those silent exchanges that mean the most, you know?

What happened was this:

DS was in conversation with a bunch of sycophantic twerps - his wife might have been there - and I walked past, gimlet in hand, with appropriate demureness, glancing up just on the off chance I might catch his eye. Which... I did! He pulled himself out of the huddle of tragically hip partygoers, grabbed my shoulder, looked me squarely in the eye with a small private smile, made a noise that might have been "yoooouuuuuu.....!" but came out sounding more like "urrrrrrrrrr....", and... poked me in the center of my breast bone.

It may be have the single sexiest encounter I've ever had in my life. (Sorry, Eric.)

Still coming down off that one.


Blogger catsnewwife said...

Whew!!! Sounds like you had fun!!! Ah, yes...those moments...

oh man, you've got to get spell check....I'm hopeless


ok, it's 1:30 am, and I'm going to crawl into bed with my sweet husband, and think about what a wonderful night it was for you!

Did you bake him something??

12:33 AM  
Blogger Florence said...

This has nothing to do with your current post. I've never read your blog before, or your previous one, or any other, for that matter, except the one my mother kept for about three days before she got bored. But I want to thank you for your book, which I just read. It was an absolute delight in too many ways to mention (not least of which was reading about a kitchen worse than my own, always a pleasure).

Good luck with all future endeavors, including baby-making, if you're working on that. And if you are working on that, do keep trying. I speak as the 45-year-old mother of two five-year-olds.

2:21 PM  
Blogger Florence said...

Oh, and one of those five-year-olds is named Julia. Sometimes I call her Julia Child, just because I can.

5:16 PM  
Blogger cybercita said...

he was probably hoping for another pecan spice cake.

5:59 PM  
Blogger AnnieKNodes said...

2 words.

Passion Fish.

Good lord.

5:23 PM  
Blogger trailingbuffalo said...

So THEN what happened? Did you just walk away without saying anything at all? Or did he turn back to the group he had been talking to? WHAT??? You had the perfect opportunity for a MEANINGFUL discussion (or maybe just a light flirtation) and yet . . . NOTHING?? Girl, you've GOT to get over this shyness!


9:47 AM  
Blogger Julie Powell said...

No, no, no - don't you see? We were at an even that was all about him. He was being surrounded by pretty girls flouncing all over him, hogging his time. By looking deeply into his eyes, laughing, and walking away, I made a MUCH deeper impression. I'm sure of it.

Now, I send a flirtatiously signed copy of my book to him, and next thing you know, we're the illicit couple of the year! (Well, he IS on my List. Eric can't do a thing....)

4:06 PM  
Blogger jan said...

This has nothing to do with your current post Julie, but I'm trying to make contact with you. No, not in a weird, creepy way, just in a "I'm teaching a class I think you'd be interested in kind of way." Afterall, hearing you read at the Texas Book Festival inspired it. Here is the url <">, and please, please email me. I know it's a long shot that you're heading back to Austin this spring, but if you are, I know my students would be totally thrilled to hear you read and/or get the chance to meet you and talk about writing. I'm not sure what we can work out in terms of compensation (maybe they'll cook for you?, maybe I will, or more probably I will see if something more official can be arranged. As Assistant Director of the Division of Rhetoric and Writing, I might be able to get something else to entice you here). In any case as part of our class requirements, my students will be
reading your book and even doing a modified version of your project as a class assignment. Even if you don't email me (which I hope you will), I want to thank you for such a wonderful text. It was delicious and I read cover-to-cover very quickly. I think it's going to work nicely as "model" writing for my course. Class starts tomorrow, so we'll see :) Keep on writing, J

7:26 PM  
Blogger Jess said...

I saw DS on the Golden Globes last night and thought, "Hey!! That's that guy Julie Powell's always on about!!" (exclamation point, exclamation point) It was a weird "the internets take over jess' brain" moment, and since you were sort of involved, thought I'd share :)

7:29 AM  
Blogger trailingbuffalo said...

Ok, I get it. You're his MYSTERY WOMAN. He KNOWS he knows you from SOMEWHERE, but he isn't quite able to figure out WHERE. You're an enigma. It will drive him crazy until he finds out who you are. Keep him in suspense a while longer before you send him the book.


10:49 AM  
Blogger Debra said...

I remember him from a television show called "The Days and Nights of Molly Dodd"...maybe 15-20 years ago??? Not sure about that but it was a quirky little show that no one liked but me. Blair Brown was the star and several seasons into it she got involved with his character. I think they may have had a child together. I loved him then with his off-of-center oddness. Good choice, Julie.

1:50 PM  
Blogger Better Annie said...


This, like florence above, and I imagine lots and lots and lots of folks, is off topic and is my attempt to contact you so I can be a gushing fan. Hope you don't mind.

Someone gave me Julia & Julia as a xmas present because they thought it would appeal to me as a cook. And it did. But it was way way way more significant to me as a 30yr old urban, disenfranchised, overeducated, underpaid woman in need of a major change. You did it, Julie! And then you wrote the most real, inspirational, important book I have read in a very long time. Thank you thank you thank you.

How's that for gushing? :)

If I could say, "You wrote the book I wish I would have written," without sounding like a pompous bitch, I would. But I did not cook my way through MtAoFC, and you did. Right now, I am you at the beginning of your project (you know, 30, disenchanted, unsatisfied, etc...). I just started my first blog ( Wish me luck!

And thanks again!

8:50 PM  
Blogger okriley said...

Hi Julie,

Read your book last week. Loved it! I live in Astoria and am a big cook. I have to tell you about my butcher who is amazing. I also have an idea for a great book project that I would love to talk to you about. Shoot me an e-mail when you get a chance:


2:13 PM  
Blogger catsnewwife said...

Well Julie, you've got Eric and you've got David (I KNOW you do!). But I have my sweet husband...

I have been craving sole for weeks now, WEEKS, and there has been none to be found (apparently because fishermen are 'lazy' around Christmas..according to my fish monger!!!). My husband has gone on weekly jaunts to 4 and 5 grocery stores per sole. Tonight he called and said there was no sole, but there was cod and salmon and tilapia...I said "forget it, sole or nothing, think of plan B because I do not care". Being the SWEET man he is, he brought home 2 packages of Captain Highliner Frozen Sole.

I thought I would die. Well, not really. But really...

So I threw together some fresh asparagus and Basmati rice, and the lame, rubbery, why-did-I-waste-celery-and-onions-to-cook-this-crap sole.

So today I had the most wonderful husband, and the saddest, most saddest fish ever.

9:28 PM  
Blogger TimWarp said...

Debra, you're not alone--*I* loved "Molly Dodd" too (although I didn't like David's character AT ALL).

But Julie, what an excellent score! You've given hope to all us stalkers everywhere!



12:39 PM  
Blogger Wendy said...

DS Alert! One of my colleagues is married to Edward R. Murrow's son (and you can guess where I'm going with this) and she has actually met DS a few times now...and she has a mad crush on him too.

I might tell her about his pecan fetish.

And while we're on the subject? One of my favorite "thirtysomething" episodes featured DS. But no one remembers "thirtysomething." (I loved Molly Dodd, too!)

12:14 PM  
Blogger effective nancy said...

Well, now that I've seen him as the sexual predator/English teacher in "Blue Car," I have to say, Julie, that I finally get it. Sultry poke indeed.

6:57 PM  

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