The “Eureka” moment
Let’s try, a little harder, every time.
This piece belongs to a series of 100 posts written in memory of Thom's grandmother, published on her Facebook.
Let’s try, a little harder, every time.
This piece belongs to a series of 100 posts written in memory of Thom's grandmother, published on her Facebook.
Reading Angela Duckworth’s Grit, I came to the passage where she tells the story of the moment Julia Child “fell in love” with French cooking (or with the mission of her life, at thirty-seven) in the film Julie & Julia — and I went and watched the film immediately (it is still on Netflix). It is the moment when she and her husband order oysters, sole meunière (sole dredged in flour and pan-fried in butter) and a green salad. And that is where the road began — the road by which Julia Child brought the whole of America closer to French cooking.
I thought about that moment when, this past summer, I may have created a moment like that for two friends of mine from Singapore. A cup of coffee at the café I took them to in Ho Chi Minh City brought the two of them up to Hanoi, and to the decision to import coffee beans from Vietnam.
Let’s try, a little harder, every time.
Those two weeks in their house were the loveliest thing I had in Athens.
The only thing I want to do with them: read together.
She told me that only that English video really worked, and that she has been able to go back to work.