I’ve written elsewhere about my mother, and her relationship to food growing up during hard times in Eastern Europe. I wrote this poem quite some time ago in honour of her memory, and memories. I think it sits well on…
Simple recipes for my younger self
I’ve written elsewhere about my mother, and her relationship to food growing up during hard times in Eastern Europe. I wrote this poem quite some time ago in honour of her memory, and memories. I think it sits well on…
