Eat, Darling, Eat 

(by Bex O'Brian) What my mother loved was the sea. Lived for it. To see my mother wade into the ocean was a thing of beauty, elemental,...

(by Fallon Spraggins-Dismuke) “Mommy, Mommy!” “What? I’m busy.” “What’s that smell?” “Don’t worry, Mommy is playing with feathers and...

(by Natalie Balents) In 1986, my mother sold her red Porsche 944 because she was too pregnant to wiggle into the driver’s seat. My...

(by Lucy Iscaro) Until the Covid-19 crisis interrupted all our lives, I’d often happily drive the 30 minutes north to spend time with my...

(by Felicity Jolly) When I was a little girl, I would sit at a red plastic table in the kitchen wearing nothing but a pair of Wellies....

(by Diana Dinerman) I was never a Girl Scout. I was in the Brownies for exactly two months, then we quit. I say “we” because group...

(by Meliora Dockery) My mother once told me that she would listen to her grandparents arguing about that septuagenarian card game,...

(by Sian Reeves) I am a mom of one. She is 24, and just before the virus hit, we had a big argument about her needing to pay rent or move...

(by Vanessa Raffaele) “Practice makes perfect,” my mom always said, and I’ve tried to live by that adage, often coming up short as I...

(by Marilyn Joshua Williams) When I was growing up in Los Angeles, the kitchen table at dinnertime was where my family discussed how the...

(by Barbara Ballinger) I was never encouraged to help my mother cook. She seemed to find it easier and more efficient to do everything on...

(by Dana M. Lewis) In 2000, during a visit with my maternal grandmother, Sadie, I told her I wanted to leave politics and go to culinary...

(by Margie Goldsmith) When I was about eight years old, my mother squinted at me through her cornflower blue eyes, which always turned...

(by Tori Romano) The smell of bread baking is, hands down, one of my favorites. Of course it’s the promise of something delicious, but it...

(by Sutapa Biswas) My penchant for Tibetan dumplings (momo) was so great that my daughter’s nickname had to be “Momo.” I had suffered...

(by Laurie Kirk) Deciding early on that coronavirus was nothing to be trifled with, I suggested that my 24-year-old daughter Eleni move...

(by Diane Kendig) Her repertoire included her Welsh-Scottish family’s baked goods, Dad’s Pennsylvania Dutch foods, and Great Depression...

(by Debra Mittleman) Elegance personified. Tall, slim, beautiful, with smooth ebony skin. When she walked into the room, my mother owned...

(by Goldie Krauss) My mother was a fearful person. I think that the fear came from childhood, being the victim of a man who exposed...

(by Miyoko Sakatani) My mother was born in 1913 in Hiroshima, Japan, deep in the countryside, on a rice farm. She had never traveled...