Set in the early 1900s in New England, Daddy Long Legs is the vivid account of a young orphan as she blossoms into a beautiful, intelligent and vivacious woman. An anonymous benefactor gives Jerusha Abbott an opportunity to attend college, requiring that she write to him monthly, even though he will not respond. Her letters to him paint a moving portrait of her former life in the orphanage, and the development of her mind and spirit. (source)
Whilst growing up on Vulcan, the one Terran luxury Spock allows himself is learning how to cook. He states it is ‘only logical to attain knowledge in every area one can, particularly in those with practical application, such as the preparation of foodstuffs’ but really he enjoys making up his own recipes based on the chemical reactions between ingredients. When he leaves home his mother gives him the recipe book that’s been in her family for generations, the one he’s added to every time he comes up with a recipe.
After she dies in the battle of Vulcan, he doesn’t cook for five years. Then, on the fifth anniversary of her death, he makes a bowl of plomeek soup using Terran ingredients - her favourite dish.
After that, he cooks every day, and continues to write new recipes for the rest of his life.
(Bonus: On his first birthday on the Enterprise’s first five year mission, every member of the crew gets together and gives him a copy of one or two of their oldest family recipes. Bones says it’s the first and last time he will ever see Spock totally speechless, but it’s because he can’t talk through the lump in his throat.)
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