Listen Again: Julia Gets Wise with Alice Waters
11/24/202559 min
As we ease into Thanksgiving week, we’re bringing back Julia’s beautiful conversation with Alice Waters from last year, a chance to revisit her ideas about food, care and community.
On today’s episode of Wiser Than Me, Julia welcomes 81-year-old legendary chef, author, and farm-to-table pioneer Alice Waters. They discuss Alice’s incredible career at her groundbreaking restaurant Chez Panisse and together, they explore the philosophy of age, food, and beauty. Julia also asks Alice about the meaning she finds in moments of pause, and later talks with her 91-year-old mom, Judith, about the victory garden she grew up with during World War II.
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First 90 secondsJulia Louis-Dreyfus· Host0:02
Lemonada. This is a favorite poem of mine. It's called Flash Frozen. Here it is. "My mother grew up in a homemade world. Her mother stitched sun bonnets one stitch at a time for five little girls, carried pears, beans, tomato, squash in her apron from the garden to the kitchen, where steaming mason jars with wide open mouths stood at the ready to receive. Jars lined the cool basement shelves like picture books, wild with color, waiting for another season. A huge gray pot, quiet on the stove, made soup for the week. In winter, root vegetables bounced, softened in water fragrant with the earth. Clarence Birdseye, born in Brooklyn, practiced taxidermy before joining the Department of Agriculture as a naturalist posted in the Arctic. There, he learned a thing or two watching the Inuit make holes in the ice, drop lines, and bring up a fish, frozen straight through in the blink of an eye. Clarence brought that thought home in a system that packed food into waxed cardboard cartons, flash frozen, nearly fresh. My mother's freezer