![]() ![]() I love her tales of cats and dogs: Amber, the tiny cat with intestinal problems, grew up to be a gourmet who liked asparagus tips and fried shrimp Silver Moon, a dog, needed a glass of tomato juice every day and Sister liked beef stew, but disliked carrots, and picked the carrot out and arranged them around the plate. Her reminiscences of family, neighbors, and pets are endearing. After their husbands died, Gladys and Jill moved from New York City to Stillmeadow permanently.Ĭountry Chronicle is one of her more charming books. Gradually, they fixed the leaking pipes and replaced primitive appliances. There was so much wrong with the house that they did camp in it at first. ‘Even a small piece of land we could put tents on,’ said Jill. And one day as we walked the children along Central Park West, I looked up at the hazy sky and said, ‘If only we could get to the country for a weekend, a real weekend!’ Jill’s son, David, was four, her daughter, Barbara, six, and my daughter, Connie, eight. ![]() “Eventually both families came to the city and faced the smog and noise and confusion and the problems of raising three children in gloomy apartments. In Country Chronicle, published in 1974, she retells the story of buying Stillmeadow. Taber and her friend Jill had been roommates in college, and desperately wanted a country getaway. Taber and her husband bought Stillmeadow, a 1690 Connecticut farmhouse, as a vacation home with another couple in 1943. She was also the author of the “Diary of Domesticity” column for the Ladies’ Home Journal and the “Butternut Wisdom” column for Family Circle. Taber, who graduated from Wellesley and earned a master’s at Lawrence College, wrote cookbooks, the Stillmeadow series, and fiction. It gave me courage to face the next day, wading through thigh-high snowdrifts to get to the hospital. I read it during a blizzard, while my mother was in the hospital, and soon I was deep in Taber’s beautiful Connecticut winter of birds, beauty, cooking, shoveling, and frozen pipes. It seemed I had given it to her for Christmas one year, and like so many presents we give others, it was the perfect gift for me. I discovered Gladys Taber’s The Stillmeadow Road, a charming book about country life, at my mother’s house. ![]()
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