One of the best Christmas gifts I’ve ever received was a cookbook from my mother. It wasn’t ancient family recipes or the grubby copy of the Moosewood that I was raised on—it was the book that taught me how to cook. I was in my early 20s and was too skinny to last long on my repertoire of salted quinoa and tomato sauce. Then came Deborah Madison’s Vegetarian Cooking for Everyone. This book not only kept me from wasting away, it made me fall in love with cooking.