"Amazing genes!" many would say when learning the ages of my 99-year-old grandfather and 94-year-old grandmother. "You'll live to be 100."
"101," I would reply, as if entitled to some borrowed fortitude.
My friend's birthday last week was his first after his mom's death. Cherry chip had been his favorite childhood cake, but it went out of fashion long ago. Fangroups online showed his sister how to resurrect it.
Few things are more frustrating than misplacing or never acquiring a treasured family recipe. T. Susan Chang struggled for many years to recreate her mother's apple cake recipe. As with most types of human trauma, the first stage was denial.