Linda sent me the notification from "The Grief Review" — her Derek essay has been their most-read piece since it published in July. Over twelve thousand reads. She said it matter-of-factly, in the way she handles good news now: acknowledging it without quite believing it belongs to her, which is how people who've been through a lot tend to handle good fortune. I told her it belonged to her completely. She said "it belongs to anyone who needs it."
I've been thinking about Derek a lot this January. Not the heavy way — not the 3 a.m. guilt spiral that I spent years trying to outrun — but the ordinary way, the way you think about people who are gone: a memory of something he said, a joke he would have made about something that happened, the specific absence where a person used to be. The therapists call this integrated grief. I call it carrying someone the right way, where the weight distributes itself across your whole posture instead of breaking your back.
Theo had his fourth session with Cole on Tuesday. Cole says he can now trot — a supported trot, Cole walking alongside with a hand on his leg, Chester moving with the slow patience he seems to understand is required of him. Theo apparently grins from the moment he gets on the horse until the moment he gets off. Cole said: "It's the only time he doesn't work to control anything. He just lets it happen." I thought about that for a long time. The luxury of just letting something happen is something you earn gradually, if you're lucky, over years of learning what you can and can't hold.
The manuscript is out of copyediting and into layout. Sarah sent a screenshot of the first designed spread — my words in the actual typeface, with chapter headers and page numbers — and I had to set my phone face-down for a few minutes because it was too real and I needed to adjust to it. A book. An actual book with pages and a spine and a page that will say "What the Seasons Do" and my name and nothing else.
Braised red cabbage with apples and caraway this week — a winter dish that takes about two hours and comes out purple and sweet and slightly acidic, and which improves overnight. January food: the kind that takes longer than it needs to but arrives right when you need it.
I didn’t make cranberry pie this week — I made braised cabbage, as I mentioned — but the impulse was the same: find something that takes longer than strictly necessary, that turns a color you didn’t quite expect, that is better the next morning than it was the night before. Cranberry pie has always felt like that to me: the berries resist the sugar for a while before they give in, and the result is something both sharp and yielding, which is a quality I find myself drawn to lately. This is the recipe I make when I want the kitchen to do the slow work while I sit with the week I just had.
Cranberry Pie
Prep Time: 25 minutes | Cook Time: 55 minutes | Total Time: 1 hour 20 minutes (plus cooling) | Servings: 8
Ingredients
- 2 prepared pie crusts (homemade or store-bought), divided
- 4 cups fresh or frozen cranberries
- 1 1/4 cups granulated sugar, plus 1 tablespoon for topping
- 3 tablespoons cornstarch
- 1 tablespoon fresh orange juice
- 1 teaspoon orange zest
- 1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon
- 1/8 teaspoon fine salt
- 2 tablespoons unsalted butter, cut into small pieces
- 1 egg, beaten (for egg wash)
Instructions
- Preheat and prep. Preheat your oven to 400°F (205°C). Fit one pie crust into a 9-inch pie dish, pressing it gently into the edges. Trim any overhang to about 1/2 inch and refrigerate while you prepare the filling.
- Make the filling. In a large bowl, combine the cranberries, 1 1/4 cups sugar, cornstarch, orange juice, orange zest, vanilla, cinnamon, and salt. Stir until the cranberries are evenly coated. Let the mixture sit for 5 minutes — the sugar will begin to draw out the juice.
- Fill the pie. Pour the cranberry filling into the chilled crust, spreading it evenly. Scatter the butter pieces over the top of the filling.
- Add the top crust. Lay the second pie crust over the filling. Trim and crimp the edges together to seal. Cut 4–5 small steam vents in the top crust with a sharp knife. Brush the surface with the beaten egg and sprinkle with the remaining 1 tablespoon of sugar.
- Bake. Place the pie on a rimmed baking sheet to catch any drips. Bake at 400°F for 20 minutes, then reduce heat to 350°F (175°C) and bake for an additional 35 minutes, until the crust is deep golden and the filling is bubbling visibly through the vents. If the crust edges brown too quickly, cover them loosely with foil.
- Cool completely. Transfer the pie to a wire rack and allow it to cool for at least 2 hours before slicing. The filling thickens considerably as it cools — this step is not optional. The pie is even better the following day.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 390 | Protein: 3g | Fat: 14g | Carbs: 64g | Fiber: 3g | Sodium: 210mg