My family is in town from LA this week, staying in an apartment ten minutes from mine. Last night, finding ourselves in the middle of a thunderstorm, we canceled our plans to find dinner in the neighborhood and my mom cooked for us instead, as if we were back in California and this was any ordinary night of the week. We ate off unfamiliar dishes in a strange kitchen, gathered around someone else's slightly-too-small table; somehow, still, it felt like home.
A day later, it seems fitting to write about Mother's Mother, a Berlin-based supper club honoring the cooking of mothers all over the world. At each dinner, a different chef celebrates a mother or grandmother of his or her choice by sharing dishes based on her family recipes with a small group of guests. The club is the brainchild of Kavita Meelu and has honored thirteen women thus far, hailing from a host of countries including Thailand, Japan, Mexico, Peru, Israel, Ghana, and Italy. (Peruse photos of the suppers, here.)
Happy news: Mother's Mother will be coming to New York City this winter. If you know of anyone who'd like to be a part of a dinner, you can let Kavita know, here. Have a wonderful Wednesday in the meantime.