I have always felt there were stories hidden within old family recipes, and questions, too.
Who created the dish? Who ate it? What was the cook dreaming and remembering and sharing? How had the recipe and the world changed since that time?
I began to read hundreds of dusty memoirs and cookbooks translated from the Yiddish. I wandered through old tenement buildings and Ellis Island. I listened to stories told at kitchen tables, of stickball and ships’ voyages and war. I remembered stories of my own.
How do stories nourish us?
In STRUDEL STORIES, using memories and imaginings, I answer these questions for one family.