Eat, Darling, Eat 

(by Marilyn Strange) As far back as I can remember, my mother hated to cook. She loved food but hated preparing it. She grew up in a...

(by Marcella Cantatore) The day my mum died began like any other. It was a Saturday. She made me breakfast: a soft egg with toast...

(by Julie Cole) A few years ago, my elderly parents traveled from Ohio to my home in Wisconsin. We sat in our sun-filled dining room for...

(by Laney Rosen) The sight of little orange squares was so inviting. One would not imagine such a find to be an actual lifesaver. But you...

(by Natalie Hirt) The knock on the door at 7a.m. was a surprise. Not a pleasant neighborly knock. More of a commanding knock. Perhaps...

(by Pei Ja Anderson) When I think of the meals my mother and I have shared, I am not hit with a wave of culinary nostalgia. There are no...

(by Marcia Weisbrot) Cooking was not a great connection for my mom and me. She always served healthy, nutritious meals, but it wasn’t...

(by Tywanna Gardner) I have a teenage daughter named Rianna. She is a good girl, for the most part, and usually tries to do what she...

(by Patricia Fieldsteel) Great-Grandma Fannie gave lessons on how to properly fart when out strolling with others: “When one needs to...

(by Rita Slanina) I’m the product of four cultures: Italian, Sicilian, Austrian, and Slovak (more precisely, a little-known farming...

(by Aimee Lee Ball) With apologies to T.S. Eliot, August is the cruelest month for me. There’s the heat and humidity, of course, and this...

(by Eileen Vorbach Collins) Sunday dinner was early, around 1 PM. After sitting still through Sunday School and church, I was always in a...

(by Andrea Vernetti) My mother has always been a great source of inspiration for me, although there are some things that set us apart....

(by Sara Kass Eifler) My mom is a big fan of gadgets. If there’s some technology out there that can do the messy, complicated, or just...

(by Deborah A. Lott) I have a recurrent dream in which my mother refuses to feed me. A long table displaying an array of delectable foods...

(by Shari Garmise) June “Is something wrong with Grandpa? He looks so thin.” I watched him through the kitchen window, sitting in the...

(by Naya Clark) Finding time on the weekends to spend with my mom is either foreboding or pure excitement, depending on how she’s...

(by Claire Acerno) My mother died from Covid in 2020 at the age of 98, after having Alzheimer’s for many years. Although I was distraught...

(by Aimee Lee Ball) When I was about 12 years old, I fell in love with Picasso’s “The Old Guitarist,” and saved up my allowance money to...

(by Maria Fe Picar) I never knew why my mother left the Philippines for the United States; it was never mentioned or discussed. All I...