It’s always a little nerve-wracking when someone takes your measure, and you know that person well. While I was writing my book, Sweet Survival: Tales of Cooking & Coping, published by Greenpoint Press, I wrote with two people in mind: My therapist (who shall remain nameless) and my sister-in-law Nancy Friedman’s mother (whose name is Sally Friedman). Sally is a journalist and personal-essay columnist who writes for a range of publications, including the NY Times. Her work has always made me want to grab a computer or a pen and start writing my own. Neither of these women knew that they were my imaginary, first, “go to” readers. But they were always the ideal readers I held in my mind—thoughtful, intelligent women who read a lot, laughed a lot and knew how to cope. When I wrote, I thought about making them nod or laugh. I hoped that some day they would read my work, and maybe, hopefully, like it. Sally recently wrote a piece about my book in The Burlington County Times. Thank you, Sally, for being both my imaginary reader and now, a real one! And thank you Dr. So-and-So, for telling me to write and cook and write some more. Words can describe how I feel about both of you: Love! Gratitude! More!
Cooking up the courage to experiment in the kitchen
Posted: Sunday, February 7, 2016 5:30 am
When our youngest daughter, Nancy, married her beloved Michael — can it really be 22 years ago? — we got a wonderful gift. We merged with a terrific family that included a prominent former governor, his high-powered/high-energy wife, and Michael’s sister, Laura.
I loved Laura from the moment I met her. There was something at once wonderful and vulnerable about her. She had gone to a famous women’s college, had been on the staff of a national magazine, and had this added bonus: Laura was —and is — a gourmet cook.