As
far as I'm concerned, summer is made for reading. Productivity
grinds to a halt as everyone scatters for annual mountain
or beach escapes. The summer tv lineup finds my Tivo
twiddling its thumbs.
What's
a girl to do but curl up with tasty morsels of word
play and gastronomic fantasy? On my shelf, many new
releases await consumption. But the classics deserve
a dusting off, too. Here's a glimpse into my summer
world. Picture cocktails on the rocks and a well-thumbed
food book resting on a thick, red beach towel and you've
got my days in the sun summed up in a sweet, little,
bikini-wrapped package.
My
Life in France by Julia Child: I'll be developing
own passion for butter with the woman who knew not
only how to eat, but how to share her love for good
taste.
The
Chemistry of Love by Michael Liebowitz: may
be weighty for the beach but a brilliant work with
regard to the power of food to play with the chemistry
of lurv.
