Julie Anne and Nick Rhodes

You know the saying “if you can remember the sixties, you didn’t live through them.” Well my memory of the eighties (and it’s decadences) are like shards of light through Swiss cheese. More come into focus when I meet up with friends that shared those experiences. One such illumination happened last Saturday.

I met Monique St. Pierre August 2nd, 1982. I know, because I met my future husband the same day. Monique watched us fall in love in the dinghy out to a yacht in Long Beach that belonged to the owner of Cherokee Studios. He was hosting a party for Devo, Elvis Costello, and some English band I’d never heard of called Duran Duran. It was love at first sight, Nick and I were oblivious to anyone else on the boat. At the end of the day we all boarded a coach back into LA that stopped at the airport on the way.

Monique St. Pierre

Duran Duran were opening for Blondie the next day, and had to catch the red eye to get there. Nick looked at me and said “I can’t go without you”. I’d never done anything that wild or spontaneous before, but when Nick assured me that Monique would be coming too, that somehow made it feel okay. What I didn’t know until last Saturday, was that my ex husband’s manager, Michael Berrow, had to plead with Monique, “Please come, if you don’t, Julie Anne won’t and Nick won’t get on that plane without her.” She was much more savvy than I. She made sure she had a round trip ticket in her hot little hands. If she’d said no, my life might have turned out significantly different.
So off we went into the sunset with the band and nothing but our swimsuits. Monique and I nearly wet ourselves laughing, remembering how she managed to make a dress out of a piano shawl, and I borrowed a t-shirt and pair of Nick’s trousers (which were 3/4 length pants on me) to wear to the gig the next evening. There was a momentary panic as Duran took the stage. “What if we don’t like their music? Do we lie?” Monique whispered to me. Once they started playing there was an audible sigh of relief.
Nick with managers Michael and Paul Berrow

Monique witnessed many of the escapades and drama that ensued. A couple weeks later the guys flew us to New York for the end of the tour, and a party at Debbie Harry’s place afterwards. It must have been a good party since all either of us can remember is a vague memory of Andy Warhol accompanying us, and Marianne Faithful taking care of refreshments (hence the fog).
Next stop was Ibiza for a holiday, which unfortunately was the trip I took several rolls of out-of-focus film on. Sadly I do not have pictures of an inebriated Nick diving under the ropes at the Pacha club to pet the “cute kitty” that was about to bite the lion tamers head off. I don’t have pictures of Nick, Michael, and Monique ribbing me for refusing to eat oysters with them one evening, however, I did get the last laugh when the three of them spent the next forty-eight hours hugging the porcelain throne. Nor do I have Monique’s favorite – us girls sitting clean-faced in the pool while Nick posed in full on make-up all day, every day. I’ll never forget the look on her face when I told her Nick asked me to move to London. “You can’t do that… you’ve only known him for three weeks!” Too late, I was hopelessly in love.
Jewels, still lounging by the water years later

I feel like Rip Van Winkle sometimes. Where did the years go? Here we are, nearly three decades later, sharing vegan “beef” with broccoli and deep belly laughs over old times. Friendship and great memories have certainly survived the test of time.
“Beef” with Broccoli
The trick to this healthy meal is to have your ingredients prepped, and ready (mise en place). Once everything is in place, the actual cook time is very fast.
Servings: 4
Ingredients:
  • 1/3 cup vegetable broth
  • 2 tablespoons of oyster sauce
  • 2 tablespoons of honey
  • 2 tablespoons of soy sauce
  • 2 tablespoons of dry Sherry
  • 1 teaspoon sesame oil
  • 1/4 teaspoon red chili flakes, optional
  • 2 tablespoons cornstarch, divided
  • 1 tablespoon of peanut oil, divided
  • 10 ounces Gardein “beef” tips
  • 1 tablespoon fresh ginger, minced
  • 3 cloves of garlic, minced
  • 4 cups of broccoli, cut into florets and blanched
Directions:

1). In a small bowl, whisk together the vegetable broth, oyster sauce, honey, soy sauce, Sherry, sesame oil, red chili flakes, and one tablespoon of the cornstarch. Set aside.
2). Toss “beef” tips with 1 tablespoon of cornstarch.
3). Heat two teaspoons of the oil in a large wok or skillet. When you start to see ridges in the oil (you want to ensure the oil is hot, because the Gardein does not need long to cook) add the “beef” tips, and brown, stirring frequently for 2-3 minutes. Remove “beef” tips to a plate, and set aside.
4). Add remaining teaspoon of peanut oil to the pan. Heat for 30 seconds. Add the ginger and garlic, stirring until fragrant, another 30 seconds. Add the broth mixture, stirring constantly until it begins to thicken, about 1 minute. Add “beef” tips and blanched broccoli, stir until heated through, another 1-2 minutes.
Serving Suggestions: Serve over rice of your choice. I prefer lemon Jasmine rice.
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  • June 17, 2010
    2:16 pm

    Young, wild and free…:-)God bless you, you've made me smile:-)Get well soon, Carmen Ronsisvalle

  • June 17, 2010
    4:17 pm

    What a lovely story! My husband and I met almost 20 years ago because of Duran Duran.Jodi Silverman Zulueta

  • June 17, 2010
    4:18 pm

    very sweet of you to share this…it's amazing the way you talk about your ex, no anger or hate to spoil the memories. lovely blog..Nicoletta Appodia

  • June 17, 2010
    4:18 pm

    Thank you for sharing these memories! I love your blogDeborah Casadidio

  • June 17, 2010
    4:21 pm

    Thank you for sharing these memories! I love your blogDeborah Casadidio

  • June 17, 2010
    4:22 pm

    Thank you for sharing! I love to read all these stories.Suzanne Voelker

  • June 17, 2010
    4:23 pm

    Julie Anne, as usual, thank you for sharing such a personal moment. Through your words I sense a tone of regret? It is amazing that you lived through that life time and are here to tell the tale. So many others didn't make it.Thank you again.

  • June 17, 2010
    4:23 pm

    Love this story! Thanks for sharing it. Delightful! :)Kim Phillips Cuccia

  • June 17, 2010
    4:43 pm

    Yes Carmen… thank you for reminding me that you should be young, wild, and free at that age. I've been annoyed with Tatjana, and need to reminding that she is that age now.I work at it Nicoletta (I'm certainly not perfect), but staying angry would only cut me off from the wonderful memories and good times we shared.Anonymous, my only regret is the missing pieces in my memory… it was such an amazing time, and so much is a blur. Overindulgence. Hopefully it will all come back in time, or through the memories of others.

  • June 17, 2010
    4:44 pm

    great life stories you have, julie!Nina Fleischer Gass

  • June 17, 2010
    5:02 pm

    Hope my tombstone will read: She really LIVED!

  • June 17, 2010
    5:05 pm

    Hope my tombstone will read: She really LIVED!

  • June 17, 2010
    5:07 pm

    Hope my tombstone will read: She really LIVED!

  • June 17, 2010
    5:21 pm

    I loved this post! My tombstone will be: I made some mistakes, but at least I tried!

  • June 17, 2010
    5:45 pm

    Beautiful story!!! Thanks for sharing it!!!! :)Marzia Medazzaland

  • June 17, 2010
    5:49 pm

    Julia Anne, I stumbled upon your blog somehow by going down my own Duran Duran memory lane a few months back. I adore your blog and this entry just made me smile! It's so funny now that I'm 40 to see that you really are a sweet person and not the "lucky b*tch" that I probably called you when I was 14! : )

  • June 17, 2010
    6:12 pm

    I love to hear stories of how couples met! You had such a lovely romance and although it's over, who knows what might come next? Tatjana is young and will have to make her own mistakes in order to learn life's lessons, we all did. As long as she is a healthy, well adjusted young adult, you've done your duty and need to give her the leeway to learn on her own in order to understand what life is all about. You've more than survived, and so will she if she is anything like her mother. Be happy and open to new experiences, you never know where they might lead you!

  • June 17, 2010
    7:23 pm

    You are lucky to have enjoyed the '80's to their fullest!! What an amazing time for art, music and fashion- yes, even the " bad " fashion…at least it was creative…I just feel like things are so blah compared to then, and I'm not just saying that because I'm "old" :)I personally would love to hear more about your favorite designers and even your favorite pieces from back then? Any great things you still wear or wish you kept???Maria Dollas

  • June 17, 2010
    7:24 pm

    Beautiful story :)Séverine Boyer

  • June 17, 2010
    7:25 pm

    You know Maria… that is a GREAT idea for a blog or two or three. Thank you!

  • June 17, 2010
    11:00 pm

    I think it definitely will, but don't be thinking about tombstones anytime soon! The baby book we thought funny, I remember once reading a teenage girl's comment that rock stars were exempt from that :-) Good to know they can drive the porcelain bus as well as the rest of us, though!Cynthia Zeman Godwin

  • June 17, 2010
    11:01 pm

    PS: I've got to host a party at my house tomorrow night…any ideas for quick, delicious "hors'd'ovaries" that will look impressive but not be tough with baby?Cynthia Zeman Godwin

  • June 17, 2010
    11:03 pm

    Hey Cynthia… sending you a recipe for my artichoke dip. If you make it, please take a photo for me, and I'll put the recipe for everyone with a future post.

  • June 18, 2010
    12:33 am

    thank YOU for sharing! Looking forward to reading all about it!!Maria Dollas

  • June 18, 2010
    12:35 am

    I have been reading your blog for a while now and I just want to thank you for sharing your precious memories and your delicious recipes. You have brought me back many memories of my youth as well:) I look forward to reading much more!Stacy Greer Feifel

  • June 18, 2010
    12:37 am

    Thank you Stacy… comments like that make it all worthwhile.

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      6:35 pm

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  • June 18, 2010
    2:57 am

    I was a late bloomer, I was always the one to make sure everyone was "okay". Then I bloomed almost overnight. Though some of it I wouldn't do again. Other memories blow my mind. " I had the courage to do that" . That was an awesome post. How you took a risk got on a plane fell in love. Thanks for the recipe also. Since I'm meatless for the next month this is superb! xoxox

  • June 18, 2010
    8:38 am

    Wow….Thank you for sharing those amazing memories.I met my Fiance through a love of Level 42 and his mother's knitting habit : ). 13 years later he proposed in U2's hotel in Dublin. He couldn't boil an egg when we met but I showed him some staple recipes and he's a cracking cook and can make a pretty mean Cheese Toastie.Music IS the food of love indeed…:D

  • June 18, 2010
    10:54 am

    Great story Julie Anne! It's always so fascinating to hear the story behind the pictures that we saw. I'm an American and I married an Englishman. I think it's part of their charm that is irresistable. And now of course I am living in Birmingham, home of Duran Duran, and I think that it's all very surreal. I suppose with age you discover that all people are just that, people! Famous people are just people with an interesting job! :)

  • June 18, 2010
    5:12 pm

    I once heard a quote that I LOVE. "Sometimes 'oh what the hell' is the best decision a girl will make." I don't know who said it but I love it! So true!Alison Sherman

  • June 18, 2010
    5:14 pm

    What a great story! More please. It sends me right back the the eight's and I have to jump back into reality. Nice mini vacation in my head.Suzanne Voelker

  • June 18, 2010
    5:15 pm

    Oh what a decade that was !..the Rum Runner ..Nick and Johns dads ferrying us all down there in the Rover and Princess .Lunching at-Bobby Browns (one of Nicks faves back then)…Tracy dying their hair and Andys falling out !Me and Annette hiding Nicks Red leather pants and many more ..My memories are so important to me ..We met one of the last times I remember in Sylvia & Rogers just before Christmas …it must have been the mid eighties ….Do you still see any of Nicks family ..Id love to get back in touch with Annette ,Ihavent seen her for years ..I loved them decadent times and like you, hold the memories dear . All my love xxxAlison Baliali Cable

  • June 18, 2010
    7:54 pm

    Need story time. Having a crap day. Jodi Silverman Zulueta

  • June 18, 2010
    7:55 pm

    Lovely story of young love, Jewels. Always nice to hear! I'm glad to hear you both let yourself dive quickly into love like that with no reservations.Liz Lane

  • June 18, 2010
    7:55 pm

    Great story!!!! Again thanks for share your memories,love to read you!!!!!MariFer Cruz Ortega

  • June 18, 2010
    7:58 pm

    Alison I live in LA now, so other than Nick's mum, I don't see them. Sorry.Sorry your having a crap day Jodi

  • June 19, 2010
    12:08 am

    Such a beautiful story, thanks so much for sharing! Once again I shed a tear (this pregnancy is making me an emotional mess!!!) LOL xxxxColleen Moffatt

  • June 19, 2010
    3:26 am

    Wow, Jewels. I have to honestly say, I can't believe we don't have to pay to read your blog! Your writing style is awesome. I love the way you can tie in an interesting story about your life, whether past or present, and connect it with a favorite food. You are giving back, girl.Love it love it.

  • June 19, 2010
    5:39 pm

    I made this terrible MISTAKE (written above) too when I was a teen: "I adore your blog and this entry just made me smile! It's so funny now that I'm 40 to see that you really are a sweet person and not the "lucky b*tch" that I probably called you when I was 14!" Anonymous said…Because nowadays, I am in love with Jewels, and not Nick anymore… Isn't this crazy? Because now I am a mom, I have to study, I am 40, have to work, write on blog and, REALLY love Jewels!

  • June 19, 2010
    5:41 pm

    Amilee, you have just made my weekend. Now how much do I owe you for writing that? Just kidding, but thank you very very much.

  • June 19, 2010
    8:54 pm

    You look great in that pic!! Have a wonderful Saturday Jewels.xxxMariFer Cruz Ortega

  • June 19, 2010
    8:55 pm

    when i read this jewels i was thrown right back to the 80s and what i was doing in the years you mentioned… ha ha i know at some point during that time i was a HUGE duran fan… bless you for sharing all these great memories and your FABULOUS recipes with us!Laura Savidge

  • June 19, 2010
    8:58 pm

    Not too bad for an old broad MariFer, although I have to admit that was last summer and I was really fit… this year has been more of a challenge physically, but I'm determined to get back into shape as soon as this bloody ankle heals.Laura.. thank YOU for wanting to read them, and for trying the recipes!

  • June 20, 2010
    11:39 pm

    Great blog there!Isabel Ortiz Bernad

  • June 20, 2010
    11:40 pm

    It's always a pleasure read your blog,Jewels!You're fantastic!!!! :) Have a great Sunday!!! :* Kisses!Alessia Save A Prayer

  • June 21, 2010
    9:31 am

    Being a teenager of the eighties this story certainly brought back memories for me. I remember all to well reading about "The Tall American Model" who took Nick's breath away. As a stubborn teenager yes I admit I was completely guttered but it was not until I saw a picture of you that I completely understood where Nick was coming from. Once I heard you speak in the "Sing Blue Silver" video of the band's '84 American Tour did I truly think you were gorgeous. Such style and grace were my first impressions.Thank you for sharing your lovely story and recipe. Aussie Mum

  • August 2, 2010
    5:47 pm

    Thank you for sharing the story of you and Nick with us! I don't know if I ever lived the "wild and free" life, but I certainly remember being a lot more carefree at 20 than I am now at "dangerouslycloseto40". :D I hope your daughter takes these moments to be young and enjoy life – kids are in such a big hurry to grow up these days (I know my 13 year old sure is!!) I was always so jealous (envious is probably the better word here) of you when I was young…since Duran Duran posters were basically my wallpaper…but yet I knew nothing about you at all, and it's nice to read about your story as an adult. I have 3 kids of my own, as busy as can be…looking for new recipes and naturally, ways to control my own "curviness"! We're all basically the same in the end, aren't we? :)

  • September 21, 2010
    6:20 pm

    Thank you for sharing Julia Anne, luv da blog! Your stories transport me back to the memories of my youth….when i was still innocent.I met Andy Warhol at Limelight in the early 80s, thru Peter Carrette. Andy was so tiny, frail and enigmatic. Shame i was too petrified to ask for a photo of me with Andy, but i felt incredibly honored that he shook my hand. And i couldn't figure out if his companion in the large hat standing next to him was male or female : D Good times!

  • November 8, 2011
    10:20 am

    Aww!!! I love reading “falling in love” stories (while hoping something just as romantic would happen to me someday).
    <3 Thanks for the story Jewels!!!