Recipes for a Tidy and Tasty Death

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Magnusson is a painter who raised five children. Her age, she writes, is “somewhere between 80 and 100.” She’s had to death clean for three people, including her beloved husband. She has no wish to leave disarray for others when she’s gone.

She’s always been inclined toward neatness, a crisp Ikea aesthetic, even if she isn’t as cheerfully ruthless as Marie Kondo (“Spark Joy”), the Japanese anti-clutter guru.


Margareta Magnusson

Alexander Mahmoud

Magnusson writes: “I know many people who can sit in a messy home and look as if they are happy and in harmony. To me they seem almost comical. I don’t understand them.”

She would have lost her mind in Iris Murdoch and John Bayley’s kitchen. It was so chaotic near the end that a meat pie was said to have “disappeared” in it.

Don’t wait too long to begin, Magnusson advises. She thinks 65 is an appropriate age to start slowly downsizing, giving things away to friends and family members and charities.

A common mistake is to start with photographs. Leave those for last, she says. You will get lost in your memories and may never get off the couch.

Like nearly all self-help books, “The Swedish Art of Death Cleaning” is mostly common sense. Its advice could be condensed on the back of a postcard.

Magnusson is good company on the page, however. She quotes ABBA and Leonard Cohen. She teaches her readers useful Swedish words.

One of these is fulskap, or “cabinet for the ugly.” It’s where you store the hideous things relatives give you that you must display when they visit.

Another is mansdagis, Swedish for “man cave.” Its real meaning, she writes, is closer to “male kindergarten,” which is perfect.


Perre Coleman Magness

Jay Adkins

The author is direct when she needs to be. “Save your favorite dildo — but throw away the other 15! There’s no sense in saving things that will shock or upset your family after you are gone.”

I jettison advice books after I’ve flipped through them. This one I will keep. I’m a sucker for a good title. Though I’m not old enough to begin my own death cleaning, I am glad to have the phrase. I plan to let my children know they’re in for a big day of cleaning the apartment when I summon them for a (cue the reverb) “death clean.”

“The Southern Sympathy Cookbook” is subtitled “Funeral Food With a Twist.” It’s really just a moderately good general Southern cookbook with a canny marketing strategy.

You can’t cook the food for your own funeral, unless you are good with freezers, time things well and have a morbid streak. But it would be nice if people brought the foods you loved to your wake. This book contains some of those things, for me at least — fried chicken and country ham and tomato aspic and cornbread salad and chess pie.

I will need friends to bring these things to my funeral. My wife finds traditional Southern food to be soft and starchy, and will not cook it, especially after I am no longer around to wheedle and cajole.

“There are times when your instinct, your heart’s reaction, is to prepare food,” Magness writes. She writes well about how Southerners react to the deaths of friends and loved ones.

“Small town communities, urban social circles and religious congregations can pull together a plan with a rapidity and precision world military leaders can envy,” she writes. “Phone trees, sign-up sheets, and now email blasts and text chains organize everything a grieving family could need.”

Throughout her text, like parsley, she sprinkles bits of small-town obituaries, such as this one from Galveston, Tex.:

“She had no hobbies, made no contribution to society and rarely shared a kind word or deed in her life. I speak for the majority of her family when I say her presence will not be missed by many, very few tears will be shed and there will be no lamenting over her passing.”

This is perhaps a gentle reminder that, as you are death cleaning, you may want to write your own cleansing obit.

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