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Personal Narrative-Julia Child
I honestly don't think it's possible to look at photos of Julia Child cracking up in the kitchen and not feel better about life. Her enthusiasm was — is! — infectious, and these photos prove it. Whether wielding a large knife over a row of chickens, or gleefully cutting into a fish the size of her torso, you know in those moments there was nowhere else she'd rather be. Cooking is supposed to be fun, people! And Julia would never want us to forget it.

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I'm not exactly sure what she is eating here (a cake? with lobster?), but she's making me believe it's the best thing that's ever happened.

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Woo-hoo! It's hammertime!

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Basting a turkey is marvelous. And she is marvelous.

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Those chickens don't know what's coming.

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