A friend gave me her copy--she loathed it (and this was after loving the blog). I'd never read the blog, but was interested in seeing her journey through cooking Julia's classics. Wrong! Very little of the book has anything to do with cooking (although, let me mention here that having a maggot/fly infestation in your kitchen is a sign that things have gone seriously awry). Mainly it seems to be about whining:
about sex, her friends, her husband, her work and her life in general. And some side whining about how some of the recipes didn't work out for her (not surprising, really. I don't get the impression that this woman can boil water even with a recipe). Unless you like minimal cooking with a huge side of whine, I wouldn't recommend it. In fact, I'd send you the book, but I've already given it away with a "no tag-you-backs" attached.
Edited for clarity. Too early. Need much coffee, NOW!