I have always enjoyed cooking and baking, and though my mom was really good at it, my grandmother really enjoyed it. I loved baking cakes and cookies with her, and she helped me with 4-H projects and such.
As an adult, my young sons and I bake breakfast (muffins/coffeecakes/breads/pancakes) every Saturday morning as a part of our routine. It is something we enjoy and look forward to - and we enjoy looking up new recipes or re-making old favorites.
One of the ways that I think that recipes were a particularly important part of this story is that it showed how an ordinary family struggled through a most horrific time and were able to help their community... it gives you a look at "the other" and realizing that the ordinary people who were part of "the other" are very much like "me."