Whether you have your Thanksgiving in a restaurant or at an extended family table, for better or for worse, you can't escape the food. Thanksgiving is our most Proustian holiday, when scents of one relative's marshmallowed yams or another's oregano-dressed potatoes will evoke memories of times, places, and people, absent or near. Eson Kim's "Spice Memory," published in The Drum this past July, ponders Kim's connection to her mother through her mother's recipes, and her efforts to sustain that sometimes fragile bond through cooking.