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PrefiictMy father was a cook. One of my sisters corrected me for years, insisting that he was a restaurateur. But I know that he was a cook. Only by the oddest of routesthe sort people made rootless by circumstance must sometimes takedid he arrive at cooking for a living.When my parents, not yet married, reached New York City from the village slums of eastern Europe at the start of this century, my father, Shlomo ("Solomon") Mintz, was a diemaker, freshly discharged from the Czarist army, after six years' service in a signal battalion. My mother, Fromme Leah ("Fannie") Mintz, who had been in the Bund, a Jewish socialist organization sternly proscribed by the Czarist government, became a seamstress in a New York sweatshop. Soon enough she joined the In-XI