Combining classic recipes suitable for nonobservant, secular Jews with her personal recollections of growing up, Mimi Sheraton makes learning new dishes easy and fun
In 1975 she became the food critic for the New York Times. She held that position for 8 years after which she became the food critic for Time magazine.
She freelanced for New York Times, Vanity Fair, Food and Wine, and other magazines.
I read this, bit by bit, at the kitchen table while enjoying (?) solitary meals. It is a wonderful reminiscence, and evocation of a time and place -- rising middle-class urban Jewish life after WW II. The recipes are excellent, and the food delicious -- but the time and fussing it takes to prepare them! It is a chronicle of a life in service to the consumption of food by others, leading to a perhaps unsavory mix of subservience and domination, love and guilt. But there are pleasures, too, in succumbing to the comfort of a Jewish mother.
This memoir-food genre has come a long way since this was written. The narrative sections were enjoyable but I have little interest in the recipes, which are pretty dated.