A Tale of Love and Raisin Bread

Scarcity, Abundance, and What My Parents’ Marriage Taught Me About My Own

My parents, 1971, playing instruments they built (and wearing clothes my mother made).

The week before my parents married, they ran out of food.

My father didn’t tell me this story until I was married, a middle-aged parent myself. We were driving together to pick up a car from a mechanic. My parents’ anniversary was coming up, and we were talking about their plans. And then Dad asked if he’d…