Richard Swerdlow shares what he learned about cooking from his mother.
I am a terrible cook.
I even tried to microwave a salad once. I have no aptitude for preparing food and I have no excuse. I’m one of four brothers, and the other three all know their way around the kitchen, having worked in restaurants during their college days.
Cooking is having a moment in our culture, with a bounty of TV cooking shows and celebrity chefs. Despite that, cooking is not all foie gras and escargot. It’s a survival skill, and I wish I were better at it. My mother knew this, too, so years ago, for Christmas, she gave each of her four sons a copy of Irma S. Rombauer’s book, “The Joy of Cooking.” Unwrapping the gift, I thought this must be the most inaccurate title ever given to a book – more like “The Job of Cooking.”
This doorstop of a book is over a thousand pages and is the most popular cookbook in America, selling 20 million copies since it was published in 1936.