We in the media have been guilty about not doing a better job of making people understand how really simple cooking is. We've made everyone feel like they have to be a chef.
Ruth ReichlRead
What was so extraordinary to me about going through this box of my mother's letters and diaries was meeting my mother not as my mother, but as a real person. And what breaks my heart is that I had no idea how self-aware she was and how protective of me she was.
Interpretation
This quote reflects on understanding a parent's identity beyond their role, revealing their complexities and sacrifices.
Ruth Reichl's quote highlights the profound experience of discovering her mother's individuality and depth through personal letters and diaries. It emphasizes the journey of seeing a parent not just as a caregiver but as a person with her own thoughts, feelings, and self-awareness, sparking a deep emotional connection and appreciation that was previously overlooked.
In practice
Sharing this quote during a family gathering to spark a conversation about understanding our parents.
We in the media have been guilty about not doing a better job of making people understand how really simple cooking is. We've made everyone feel like they have to be a chef.
Really, the only way to face the biggest problems we have is for the government to change the way they subsidize food. The way we subsidize food makes it cheaper to go to McDonald's and get a hamburger than a salad, and that's insane.
Don't make a big to-do about the turkey; brine it, put it in the oven, and don't think about it again.
Sharing food has always had a central place in civilized societies; it's no accident that so many of our cultural, religious and patriotic rituals are involved with eating.
Growing up, I was utterly oblivious to the fact that Mom was teaching me all that. But I was instantly aware of her final lesson, which was hidden in her notes and leters. As I read them I began to understand that in the end you are the only one who can make yourself happy. More important, Mom showed me that it is never too late to find out how to do it.
Pull up a chair. Take a taste. Come join us. Life is so endlessly delicious.
Jerome was sliding and climbing on top of me and it felt like it had the night before, like a crushing weight. So do boys and men announce their intentions. They cover you like a sarcophagus lid. And call it love.
We don't live in a world that nurtures and cares for Black girls like me. And if the world doesn't care about a Black girl like me, then what will happen to our Black babies who grow up to become Black children and Black adults?
She was trying to say something else; she was trying to say that the inability to articulate what one feels in any satisfactory way is one of our enduring tragedies. It wouldn't have been much, and it wouldn't have been useful, but it would have been something that reflected the gravity and the sadness inside her. Instead, she had snapped at him for being a loser. It was as if she were trying to find a handhold on the boulder of her feelings, and had merely ended up with grit under her nails.
Elizabeth had never been more at a loss to make her feelings appear what they were not. It was necessary to laugh, when she would rather have cried.
She had borne so long the cruelty of belonging to him and not being claimed by him.
Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys.
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