Soul Food Love
Peanut Chicken Stew
Congressional Cookbook: The Junior League and the Congress
Library Desk: Doors and Desks
Sleigh Bed: Texas and Louisianna
Keepsakes: Earth Stars and Sky Stars
Portrait Table: Icebergs and Angels
Battle of Nashville: Slaves and Soldiers
Maid of Honor Portrait: Three Third Grade Bridesmaids and a Sexy Brilliant Woman Priest
Red Dining Room: Table and Chairs
Jubilee Singers with Lavender: Alfred Stieglitz and Fisk
Mirror Portrait Caroline: Caroline and her Portrait
Sofa: Couches and Dreams
Silver Coffee Urn, Saul Martin Portrait: Zelda Sayre and Gatsby
Harlem Chairs: Tammany Hall and Harlem
Tuskegee Wardrobe: Brownies and Smithies
Portrait Chair: Harper Lee and Sigourney
Dear's Ice Cubes
Working Library: Cynara and Windsor, and Hope
Me and My Blog
Fort Pillow Massacre: Nathan Bedford Forrest and Madison Smartt Bell
My Boots: Nancy Sinatra and Roy Rogers
Longpage, 1913: Stephen Stills and Frank Lloyd Wright
Cold Cucumber Soup
Six Cases of Cookbooks: Julia Child and Caroline Williams
Magnolias: Magnolias and Magnolia
Statute of Alexander Pushkin: Pushkin and Othello
Take The Ow Out Of Now: Buddha and Nietzche
Stars and Bars: Stars and Stripes and Stars and Bars
Joan's Nicoise
New York Times Editorial: Copyright and the First Amendment, or Margaret Mitchell and John Seigenthaler
Soul Food Love

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    Soul Food Love

    My daughter, Caroline Randall Williams, says that the recipes in Soul Food Love are love letters to me. And I say the history chapters that open our cookbook are love letters to our foremothers, to all they cooked and didn't cook. To their beautiful life giving and life sustaining bodies.

    The two great summers of my life with daughter Caroline were the summer of 1987 and the summer of  2013. In the summer of 1987 I carried her in my belly. The summer of 2013 she fed my belly. That was the summer she cooked her way through our family recipes and through the recipes she had developed feeding herself in Mississippi three times in her Mama's kitchen--feeding her Mama powerfully every day. After the summer of 2013 I knew my daughter was grown.

    It wasn't an easy summer. It was the time we talked about all the women in the family who had been conceived in kitchen rape. And we talked about how I was afraid, as my grandfather had been afraid, a man who was afraid of no one and nothing else,  of the sugar. How fruit hanging from the tree could remind someone who had seen a lynching of dead bodies and terror. We talked about all the ways women in our family had become frightened of the kitchen--then my daughter wooed me into love with my kitchen. Soul Food Love our cookbook is very much a collaboration. Soul Food Love is the fruit of conversations between a mother and daughter and it is the fruit of our conversations with women and men in our family and sometimes even with their ghosts.