This book! It's a manual for how to take care of people, specifically through food. It offers recipes for various crises or celebration or tediums (tedia?) but it's also a guide to finding how to show people they are loved and cared for. It also validates the worthiness of the project of taking-care-of-people. It distills the wisdom of generations of mothers and overlapping networks of sisters and friends. It inspires me. It also sets reasonable expectations for time, effort, equipment, and skill. I wish I'd had this book 20 years ago, but I'm thrilled to find it at this stage in my life.
I am not a reader of cookbooks. I prepare 3 meals and a snack for my people every day, but I prefer to cut my recipes from magazines or copy them from friends, a handful or cookbooks, or trusted online collections. Yet this is beyond a cookbook. I also rarely buy books, but I intend to buy this, because it will help me help others, and I need to have it on standby rather than on a library shelf where I can't consult it when someone's need comes to my attention. (I did find it thanks to a display at my library, because libraries are geniuses at that effort!)
However, there are some quirks. Namely, quirky ingredients that Elsbach says should be commercially available. I have lived in 14 places as a cooking adult. Some of these ingredients are emphatically not readily available in my everywoman's food stores. Further, some of her comfort standbys would have the reverse effect than she intends. (While I appreciate squash of all kinds, one of my daughters shudders even to think of eating it, for example.) These are matters of taste, and one of Elsbach's strengths is describing how to discern and accommodate taste issues. But it made me laugh several times to read the assumption that I could or would get my hands on some of these flavors.