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Martha Stewartpublished her first book,Entertaining, in 1982, when she was 41 years old. She’d taken a wayward path to it. Raised in a modest Polish-American household in Nutley, New Jersey, Stewart paid for college by working as a model. She earned a BA from Barnard in European history and architectural history but then found a job as a stockbroker. She only came to embrace her love for home and hearth after she and her husband moved from New York to Westport, Connecticut, where they set about restoring an old farmhouse and Stewart began a catering business. Then she publishedEntertaining, a lavishly photographed guide to, among other things, hosting a “Hawaiian Luau for Twenty” and a “Country Pie Party for Fifty.” Along with the grand menus and clear-eyed advice was plenty of empowerment: an impossibly intrepid amateur proving to you that if she can do it, you can, too.
By the 1990s, the subsequent avalanche of books and other brand-building activities had established Stewart as an avatar of a kind of WASP perfectionism; an unflaggingly confident commenter on matters like choosing the right china and planning a wedding; a ubiquitous media mogul; and a constant companion to the home cook.
In cooking, Martha Stewart is, in theory anyway, one of us: no particular culinary training, a scattered repertoire of culinary interests, just fumbling toward a good meal. (Much nicer kitchen, though.) In the way that she places good food within the overall context of a good life, she carries the banner ofBetty Crocker, the mid-20th century General Mills character who offered women not just recipes but advice on managing a budget, running a household, the whole shebang.
The differences between the two extend far beyond the fact that one of these characters is fictional. Stewart is interested in food as one component of a lifestyle, too—even in her first book, she wrote about her enormous vegetable garden and keepsake butcher-block table from her uncle. But unlike Betty Crocker, Stewart wasn’t content just to show you how to make pecan sticky buns. She convinced you with evangelical fervor to haunt tag sales, plant giant vegetable gardens, and collect mismatched china just like she did.
Betty Crocker recipes emphasized results—quick, convenient cooking, a happy family—and Crocker’s creator, Marjorie Child Husted, said that she thought of Crocker as speaking to women at home “doing a job with children, cooking, cleaning on minimal budgets—the whole depressing mess of it.” But if Betty Crocker aimed to make the chore of domesticity easier, for Stewart domesticity was no longer a chore: Cooking a meal at home was a choice Martha and her acolytes made because it was something they relished as the foundation of a life well lived.
Like her craft projects, Stewart’s recipes (and those in the magazine andbooks that bear her name) are as much about the process as the product—that there is pleasure in the process is part of the point. She plans elaborate feasts, she doesn’t shy from complicated preparations, she cuts no corners—she’ll tolerate no crappy American buttercream when only European-style will do. (Asked this year about her famed perfectionism防守,斯图尔特回答说:“作为一个完美ist is not an evil thing.” Perfectionism, on the other hand, in the Martha vernacular, is a “good thing” indeed.) Evenher simplest recipes manage to be aspirational, pulling off the hat trick of being easy and elegant.