After relating her intense memories of her deceased father and their familial food rituals, thenextbeyond writes:
My dad’s death was sudden, sad and drug-related. Since it happened, I’ve been looking for ways to keep him close, do him justice, and to heal. The next step on that journey is to sit down every year and eat some ice cream. I’ve also decided to create a place for all of us to collect our stories — about food and remembering. So, tell me. Who died? How much did you love them? And what did they like to eat more than anything in the whole world?
They are just getting the ball rolling and seeking submissions - so folks, if you've lost someone you loved, and you have a story to tell about the relationship between food and loss - this is the place.