Tracey Noonan

Her beloved daughter became dark and withdrawn. A suggestion to try cake decorating together proved to be the recipe they needed to move back into the light.

Bex Brian

An Englishwoman goes foraging, and her daughter unexpectedly falls under her spell.

Fallon Spraggins-Dismuke

Comfort food in her childhood was out of the question, unless her mother was able to find the road to recovery.

Natalie Balents

Mom drove herself to the hospital in high heels when she went into labor. In December. In New England. She had a few culinary tricks up her sleeve too.

Lucy Iscaro

Fear of contagion kept a grandmother, mother, and daughter apart, but bread, technology, and love brought them together.

Felicity Jolly

The unending hours of quarantine are intimidating for a daughter living with housemates, where the dining table is rarely used. But Mum is there to share recipes over FaceTime, her presence on a screen propped up by the toaster.

Diana Dinerman

A mother who was a pediatric nurse worked long shifts taking care of other people’s children. But if her daughter came home from school and saw eggs and butter on the counter, she knew they were baking.

Meliora Bockery

Reluctantly, her mother had learned to play bridge (“that septuagenarian card game"), and reluctantly, she learned it too. Now she plays virtually, stopping only for a plate of spaghetti.

Sian Reeves

A daughter navigating adulthood pushes her mother away—just like her mother did to her own mum.

Vanessa Raffaele

There were always lessons to be learned by observing Mom, whether painting the perfect eyeliner or pulling ingredients from the fridge for a perfect meal.

Marilyn Joshua Williams

Since the kitchen table was a place for family conversations, support, and memories in her own childhood, a mother determined to continue that tradition with her daughter.

Barbara Ballinger

Two daughters get cooking instruction from their food-loving mom, with different results, but both learn from the unexpected failures and rejoice with the more frequent successes—a good metaphor for life.

Dana M. Lewis

Culinary skills in the family go back for generations, to a "scandalous" great-grandmother in a Louisiana parish populated by freed slaves and sharecroppers.

Tori Romano

A lifelong work ethic was established on the family farm. And making bread with her mother and grandmother drew a sassy and angst-ridden teen back to the kitchen.

Sutapa Biswas

An elderly mother, a continent away, sends fretful messages to her daughter, a doctor who is an essential worker in London. But her delicious recipes for a busy schedule are helping more than ever.

Laurie Kirk

A mother raises her children in the way she wanted to be raised herself, and coronavirus lockdown together is a good opportunity to talk frankly about the mistakes of past generations.

Diane Kendig

Mom cooked for friends at church for many years—from the Sunday School teachers to the women whose babies she’d watched in the nursery while they sang in choir. And when she died, they all gathered to eat her food.

Debra Mittleman

At five years old, her response to her first ballet was classic, like a song from A Chorus Line: She wanted to be a dancer. And her devoted mother found her the best studio in town. But….

Goldie Krauss

Mom was a nervous person. Life had taught her that something bad could be right around the corner. But she was fearless in the kitchen.

Miyoko Sakatani

Consigned to an internment camp in World War II, a Japanese mother prepared traditional foods, trying to maintain dignity, and maintain the family unit by eating together.

Malka Margolies

One condition predicated the marriage of the rabbi's wife: She had to learn how to make her mother-in-law's kugel.

Gloria Bailen

A woman eager to leave behind her working-class roots embraced the post-WWII American dream of prosperity with a domain of domesticity.

Lydia Carlston

With daughters at the age of explosive growth and multiple interests, a woman who has become “boring Mom” finds some gifts in quarantining together.

Patricia Fieldsteel

Asparagus was a crucible in the family. Nana ate it from a jar. A beloved aunt mulched and slurped the fresh stalks like a savage. Mother did not approve.

Julie Salamon

Mom was always exciting, sometimes maddening, occasionally embarrassing, like trying to bribe a policeman from giving her a parking ticket with the homegrown tomatoes in her trunk.


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