At his home in Washington, DC, Charlie McBride often bakes his mother's recipe for peach cobbler. As he pours the topping over the fruit, he remembers how his mother, aunts and grandmother sat under a tree in Louisiana, cackling at one another's stories as they peeled peaches to can for the winter.
They say you can’t take it with you, but recipes do disappear when loved ones die. These families have found a novel way to record them for posterity.