
Category: Genealogy

Rarebit — Roxbury, MA, 1913
Recently, I had the pleasure of teaching a small cooking class at the Roxbury Branch of the Boston Public Library. In preparation for the class, I tracked down a Roxbury-born

Mrs. Mason Campbell’s Blueberry Topsy Turvy Cake (New England-1970)
I don’t know about you, but by the time winter truly sets in, around January and February, I’m craving those summer flavors. The true garden fresh taste of ripe tomatoes

Mrs. Placey’s Dumbfunnies (Whitefield, NH–1954)
Dumbfunnies. Never heard of them. Can’t find a single reference to them as a food outside of this old cookbook out of the New Hampshire boondocks, 1954. Yet tucked inside

Guest Post: Grandma Kilpatrick’s Banana Nut Bread (1980–Rabbittown, Georgia)
by Leah Airt I make my grandmother’s banana bread when I need to ruminate on balance. It’s a comforting staple when I’m stuck in a season of over-giving or lack

Mrs. Turner’s Old Pacific Slope Punch (1910–Pasadena, California)
I mixed up a pitcher of Mrs. Bertha L. Turner’s Old Pacific Slope Punch on a lazy summer Sunday afternoon. It was the type of afternoon in August that could

Mrs. Haddad’s Ghorabie (1938–Lawrence, MA)
I made Mrs. Abalon Haddad’s Ghorabie the day I got my Covid shot. That was waaaay back in April. And then life got crazy… Since then, great Aunt Maggie passed

Mrs. Jenks’ Chicken Curry Casserole (1950’s–Wellesley, MA)
I hit a serious wall the week I made Mrs. Jenks’ Chicken Curry Casserole. Head cold, sinus headache, Covid -test-swab-to-the-brain type of week. So when I walked into the kitchen,

Mrs. Grimm Fox’s Maple Cream (1947, Rutland, VT)
The week I made Mrs. Grimm Fox’s Maple Cream it felt like spring. The earth was thawing and we stepped out of our houses and ran barefoot alongside snowbanks just

Mrs. Darling’s Lemon Pie (1889–Derry, NH)
I made Mrs. Darling’s Lemon Pie the day I neglected to send my child to school. Perhaps it was mid-pandemic brain or the fact that my work was closed for