Nicole Walker catalogs her journey through motherhood by way of food. She makes cheese when she fails to get pregnant the first time; she grows tomatoes in response to her uncharacteristic infertility. The skills needed for preparing food are eerily similar to those of being a mother. Walker illustrates her life as a cookbook; each memory is a recipe of sorts, each one tested until done correctly. She thrives to create, and when she cannot produce in the ways she expected, she finds the only avenues she knows to quench that hunger: her life is food, her life in the kitchen reflects the life of a mother figuring it out along the way with no recipe in mind, winging it before the pot boils.