The Familiar Taste of Tradition
(by Sheryl Stillman)
Chopped liver. How these two words can drive such fondness is a mystery. But they serve up warm memories for me.
Having spent my first eight years as an only child to a single parent who thought a nutritional breakfast was nicotine and caffeine, the kitchen wasn’t a place my mother and I frequented. Chopped liver is one of only a handful of dishes she has consistently made—for holidays, for her Mahj