The sound of Julia Child laughing is enough, in itself, to cause admiration. She laughs with no inhibitions, and often, which makes watching her cooking shows like having lunch with your most extroverted friend- each time they laugh you feel yourself being carried along until you are both confessing too much, spraying wine on the table and gulping for air.
Aside from her rambunctiousness, I really admire Mrs Child for the fact that she pursued a passion, and a difficult one, later in life.
At the age of 38, after only two years in France, Julia joined the Cordon Bleu school of cooking in Paris in 1950. If ever you needed an example of the irrelevance of age, imagine her walking into the classrooms of the haughty, prestigious French cookery school- an American woman with broken french and short hair almost a decade older than most of the other male students. Undeterred by her age, her gender, and the mores of the time, she went on to present her own French cookery program in 1963 at the age of 51.
So if ever you are considering a career change or trying something new and you are shit scared, think of Julia Child walking into Cordon Bleu determined to master sole meunière.