Today Julia Child would have been 100 years-old. When I think of her, I think of my mom (Janet). Watching Julia Child’s cooking shows with my mom, was our alone time. Today I toast to both my mom and Julia. Neither of them were known for their blackberry mojitos, but I chose this recipe for 2 reasons; it’s one of the best bevvies I make and blackberries always remind me of my mom. A year before she died, there was a cake contest at my Girl Scout troop. I wanted to bake a chocolate cake. My mom said, “how about we bake a cake that will knock the socks off the judges and anyway, everyone makes chocolate cake.” She sold me on baking a blackberry cake with her. Needless to say, she was right, it was the winner.
Like Julia, my mom was an amazing, fearless baker. Similar to Julia being tall and not being able to find frocks in the land of the french, my mom could hardly find shoes; she wore a size was 11 AAAA. My favorite Julia story is how she would interview EVERYONE in the french kitchens about what kind of meals they prepared at home for their families. It was just as important to her to ask the dishwashers as it was to ask the chefs. Just like Julia, Janet was every inch of pure elegance.
Thanks to my blogger friend Stephanie for the vintage blender cookbook. My mom would have thought you were rad.