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Food at Funerals Posted: 06 Apr 2011 06:59 AM PDT I was inspired to reminisce about my parents’ funerals when I read a post today over at Boston’s Universal Hub, which waxed nostalgic about traditional Irish wakes, and the rollicking time that was had by all, replete with storytelling, drink, food and merry antics. A commenter named Suldog wrote: When I was a kid, I attended a few wakes held in living rooms of relatives. It was a gathering to share stories, enjoy the company of those living, and offer the best of fellowship to the people most deeply affected by the death. Food was always a large part of it, and seen as a token of love. Most often, folks would bring food with the idea that it would provide for the bereaved at a time when those people might not feel like cooking or taking care of themselves as well as they usually might. Irish? Jewish? It’s all the same. At my parents’ funerals, food was front and center when friends and family stopped by the house for their bereavement calls. In fact, some people brought over fully cooked meals that lasted for days. It’s a mitzvah, a good deed, providing smoked salmon for 60 — or something like that. Food at funerals is good at taking your mind off the reason for the gathering.

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