Growing up in the 50's kind of makes me sad--avocado appliances, horrible hairdos, TV dinners. Ruth had a mother who loved to entertain, but didn't have any sense of taste, or reality. She served moldy food and didn't realize people could be offended, let alone get sick, from her efforts. Ruth taught herself how to cook, then happened on miracle after miracle of rubbing shoulders with experts who willingly shared with her the gift of glorious cooking. She is alive and well, past editor of the now defunct Gourmet magazine, but still active as a food critic and great appreciator of delectable food. I loved every inch of her journey!