The butter being whacked first thing this morning, as per Julia Child’s intricate instructions, with an attentive audience.
After the dough is done “resting” a few more times, we undertake the following steps with military precision.
We don’t have the specialized cutter Child prescribes (it looks an awful lot like a mysterious wedding gift we saw Celeste Holm scrutinize in High Society last night) , so we might have to use an apple corer or a cheese grater. We should be done six hours from now.
In the meantime I’m going out to the garden to admire the morning glories and try to make myself weed.
Jean Zimmerman 