YVETTE ANDERSON: Master of the
are dishes Yvette Anderson might have served someday in
her dream restaurant: corn pudding, barbecued chicken,
fried chicken, turkey wings, collard greens mixed with
kale and turnip greens, banana pudding, lemon meringue
pie, peach cobbler. And her daughter Rasha McMillon's
favorite, yellow and green squash with onions.
For years, members of White Rock Baptist Church in
Harlem, where Mrs. Anderson prayed, praise-danced and
tended to the elderly, were nourished by her feasts. Mrs.
Anderson, 53, hoped to give the public a taste soon after
she received her bachelor's degree in hotel and
restaurant management next May. In the meantime, she was
saving her earnings from two jobs: as a waitress at a
soul food restaurant on weekends, and during the week, as
a keyboard specialist at the New York State Department of
Taxation and Finance, in the World Trade Center.
Orphaned at 15, Mrs. Anderson pressed upon her
children the importance of self- reliance and hard work.
But she was also a joyous, generous woman, animated by
faith. On the night of Sept. 10, she braided her
daughter's hair, saying, "I don't know why, but I have a
nervous feeling." Then, Ms. McMillon said, "She called a
friend from church and talked about loving God."