We spent a lot of time in fast food restaurants. I took her there for the same reasons that mothers take little kids. She didn't need to use utensils and it didn't matter if she made a mess. It was cheap, so if she suddenly turned stubborn and refused to cooperate, I didn't care if I had to throw food out. She liked the bright colors and happy music. And for cleanup afterwards, they had convenient bathrooms with big stalls.
Her cardiologist hated the fast food. He wanted her on a low-salt diet, but by age 85, she’d lost her ability to smell and taste. Which was more important — keeping her blood pressure down or simply getting her to eat?
This photo and text appeared in the exhibition, "Two Belts," at the David Geffen School of Medicine, UCLA, January-March 2013.