Grandma's Kitchen

Grandma's departure was not a rainstorm, but every humid dusk thereafter. This book is a collection of essays about nostalgia. The author uses delicate brushstrokes to salvage the fragments deep in his memory that have been soaked and shimmered by time: it is the fragrance of lard that lingers in the kitchen for many years, it is the slow breeze blowing from the cattail leaf fan in the summer night, and it is those calloused but extremely warm hands. In this book, grandma is no longer the old man who only dotes on her children. She is a witness of an era and the original anchor of the author's life. From trying to recreate one of my grandma's specialty dishes to sorting out the half-filled bottles of cream she left behind, every touch is a conversation that spans yin and yang. If you have experienced loss, if you also miss that embrace that you can never go back to, this book will take you home. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.