I didn’t mind. In fact, some of my earliest, happiest memories are of unpacking all the groceries she and I hauled home together from the supermarket. I probably knew how to make meatballs before I could spell “meatballs;” I learned to multiply by doubling and tripling recipes. Eventually, I grew comfortable with, and became comforted by, the task of preparing large quantities of food.
Fast forward: I am now a freelance journalist, writing about food, travel, and design for a variety of newspapers and magazines (visit www.stephenhenderson.com). I live with James, my husband of two decades, in a newly- renovated apartment in New York City, where I designed the kitchen of my dreams.
If you know of someone, or some place, that might make an interesting addition to my research into "gastro-philanthropy," please contact me: email@example.com.