Have you ever taken a bite of food and then have a memory flash before you? We’ve all had these Proustian moments - those times when the taste of something conjures up vivid, distinct memories: vignettes of our lives that come flooding into our minds like finding an old, lost, leather-bound family picture album filled with faded, yellowing, long-forgotten childhood photos. For me, the taste of scallops invokes images of my father from my years as a teenage girl. Sometimes, I can almost relive some of those memories and experience anew the bonds of a father and daughter, the relationship between parent and child.