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Julia Child is my food heroine.  We have so much in common -- we are both a little awkward, late bloomers in life, have an obsession with butter and things fly when we are in the kitchen.   I loved Julia's show "The French Chef" which PBS ran in reruns for years.  Her charm was that she just kept on going when things went wrong -- she flubbed her flips, burned things, murdered lobsters and dropped things on the floor.  She would laugh that infectious laugh and carry on.  I knew I wanted to be like her -- not cook perfectly, but have fun trying. "The only real stumbling block is fear of failure. In cooking you've got to have a what-the-hell attitude." So when my husband arranged a trip to Paris for me and my sister, Sue, I knew that I would be searching for Julia Child's Paris on our trip.   My sister has a daughter that is a chef and graduate of the Le Cordon Bleu in Minneapolis,  so Sue was in for the adventure.  On our last day in Paris we set off early on the Metro with our maps and phones with GPS in hand feeling confident about our adventure.  Our first stop was going to be E. Dehellerin where Julia Child was a regular.   She purchased her kitchenware here while she was attending cooking school at Le Cordon Bleu in Paris and I wanted some! After a short trip, we jumped off of the metro at a stop we had calculated about 6 blocks from our destination, fresh and ready to take on Julia Child's Paris.  An hour and 2 cups of espresso later we found it.  This is where it seems appropriate to give you a few hints about finding your way in Paris --...