Craig Claiborne

My Father’s Castle

Bits and pieces of our life together show up everywhere, loudly, spontaneously and unannounced. It’s just not something you ever expect, is it, to blindly reach into a jumbled shoe box of ancient cancelled checks and small yellow canisters of old Super 8 film — the things he inexplicably saved long after his marriage was […]

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Claiborne, My Mother, and Me

I grew up in a culinarily conflicted household: my father loved food and what it meant, for all its gastro-cultural implications—it didn’t matter if it was high or low, rich or poor. My mother loved restaurants mostly for their social implications, and when I once asked her what she thought of the 21 Burger (served […]

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