Food

Food is a vehicle for memory; it is our first encounter with metaphor. A favorite food, a special dish, can bring back a rush of details about people long gone.  Meditations on a madeleine cookie can recreate an entire lost world. My great aunt-Lil died at age 98, and, though we could see it coming, it never occurred to us to write down her schnecken recipe. In the many years since, it has become a double blow–Aunt Lil is dead and we have lost the keys home.

–Plenty Magazine