Eat, Darling, Eat 

(by Maureen Ryan Griffin) Imagine a mother almost completely lost to dementia, her 40-something-year-old daughter intent on preserving...

(by Catherine Gigante-Brown) Everything my mother did was filled with love, from burping a baby to making a meal. She would hum while she...

(by Mandy Dokie) There is nothing like the smell of sugar cookies baking to bring me right back to childhood: I’m six years old,...

(by Alice Lowe) Holiday Story Contest Winner “You and me against the world,” we used to say. Jenn’s father died when she was four, and...

(by Aimee Lee Ball) My mother’s name was Gladys. Not a name one hears too often these days, and it was unusual even in her day. Her...

(by Kresha Richman Warnock) I was on a Zoom meeting a few weeks ago, a new group, and for the get-to-know-you activity, we were asked to...

(by Melanie Fraser Hart) For many people, food is thought of as the “glue” that keeps families together, like the kind of bountiful...

(by Laura Davis) I want to tell you about my mother’s brisket because she doesn’t make it anymore. She will never make it again. I am...

(by Mehr Hussain) Picture it; infant me wrapped in bundles of blankets, spending most of my time in the kitchen, near the hearth, on my...

(by Caroline Goldberg Igra) It wasn’t just the cookies, arranged one overlapping the next, in the pattern of a Japanese fan, a little...

(by Evie Brandford-Altsher) Once upon a time, I was a princess. My parents, the Queen and King, provided a cozy castle for their...

(by Raychel Valentin) Food is love We say Until the food makes the belt buckle expand three notches But even when it does If our plate is...

(by Jennifer L. Thornburg) Between the ages of nine and twelve, I tried about a million recipes using Jell-O. Most of them came from a...

(by Corinne Laurance) I am still unraveling the never-ending layers of my mother’s impact as I continue to navigate through my own life....

(by Barbara Ballinger) As my older daughter neared the end of her first pregnancy, I began to think about what I might cook to feed her...

(by Robin Bailey) During the pandemic, I had an incredible amount of time to think. When there was no place to run to, and no place to...

(by Nancy E. Gertz) “Do I look fat, honey? Tell me.” This, only weeks before my mother died. “Can you tell I lost weight?” This, only one...

(by Sue Lange) My mother was the oldest of six kids. Because my grandmother was busy having babies all the time, my mom had to do the...

(by Gillian Black) I was born in Zimbabwe in the 1970s—a time of civil conflict known as the Rhodesian Bush War, which ultimately led to...

(by Pacell McCobb) I come from a big, loud, ethnic, and a-whole-lot-of-eating family. Don’t get me wrong: I don’t want to make us sound...