She Always Wore an Apron

For most of us, we are not what we eat. Rather, we are formed by memories of food made in the kitchens of our childhood. A recent dinner guest commented on my apron. "Old school," he said. My guest's comment triggered thoughts of my mother during my mid-century childhood. This book highlights aspects of my mother's cooking and kitchens which seem antiquated, interesting, or even amusing today, fifty to seventy years hence.