I owe my interest in food & wine to Julia (well, and to Graham Kerr -- in the time before he gave up the sauce and became a lot less interesting). I had the opportunity to meet her on a couple of occasions. She was engaging and charming despite her copious years. A photographer friend took the famous photo of her hands making pasta, hovering above an egg in a flour nest. This photo, which she signed for me, hangs on my fireplace and is a centerpiece that daily reminds me of her grace.