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Delusions of grandeur, with a side of ribs

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The author's childhood home in St. Louis, Missouri.

My family moved to an historic mansion with a fancy past. What finally made it ours was my father’s insistence on bringing with us the decidedly un-fancy tradition of cooking ribs outdoors on a homemade grill.

A weekly meal, an eternal bond

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Video-chatting with my mom, Amy Wildes, before I braid the challah, bread traditionally eaten on the Sabbath.

Cooking connects three generations of women.

My father’s sauerkraut

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My father’s sauerkraut

Thousands of miles away in China, my father makes a kind of sour cabbage every winter.

The plastic veggies dilemma: Growing out of a bad idea

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Me and a few of my siblings (missing two) as children. I'm the one hiding my face in the front, right corner. Photo: Courtesy of Sheila Taylor (my mom)

When is a healthy vegetable not a healthy vegetable? When it’s in a can.

Dinner with Drag Queens

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Chicken Curry with Saffron Rice Lunch at Dhrma, around $8. Shinjuku, Tokyo, Japan.
Photo: Sang Woo Kim.

A young man leaves home and family behind — and finds a new family on his own.

What We Savor

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An arepa sliced in half, filled with deli turkey slices and served with scrambled eggs for breakfast. Photo: Alexandra Torrealba.

NYTable staffers share our own food memories — dishes that matter, and not only because they’re delicious.