Thanks for your many interesting and useful links, deep knowledge of the cookbook publishing world, and the moving essay (and the details of how you got it published). How lucky that your cousin had you and how sad to think how many more gifted, lonely, suffering souls like him there are out there, most without a cousin to love and memorialize them.
At last, I've read your essay about your cousin Dana. I'm sorry for all the loss you share here, from your relationship with Dana, to the traditional foods you cooked with him, that you rarely cook for yourself.
I rarely cook the dishes my mother cooked "from scratch", because my life is so different from hers. But lately I find myself thinking about those meals from my childhood memories, and wondering how I so easily abandoned them, and whether there is a place for them in my kitchen after all.
What a heart warming piece.
I paused for a seconds remembering my father’s last moments before he passed away.
Thank you for sharing.
Thanks for your many interesting and useful links, deep knowledge of the cookbook publishing world, and the moving essay (and the details of how you got it published). How lucky that your cousin had you and how sad to think how many more gifted, lonely, suffering souls like him there are out there, most without a cousin to love and memorialize them.
Your wonderful article appeared in my newsfeed separately from any of your posts, so that's double impressive to see. Thanks for sharing your process.
There's a lot of great information in this edition - I think it will take me some time to get through all I want to check out...
Congratulations on getting your article published.
At last, I've read your essay about your cousin Dana. I'm sorry for all the loss you share here, from your relationship with Dana, to the traditional foods you cooked with him, that you rarely cook for yourself.
I rarely cook the dishes my mother cooked "from scratch", because my life is so different from hers. But lately I find myself thinking about those meals from my childhood memories, and wondering how I so easily abandoned them, and whether there is a place for them in my kitchen after all.
Thank you for sharing such a personal story.