Every year in December, for as long as I can remember my family has gathered around the table for one of our most cherished traditions--making Christmas cookies. For over 30 years we've cut out sugar cookies together and decorated them with festive frosting, sprinkles and sparkles. My parents started this ritual when they were first married in 1980, and continued it with me and my sister so we could choose our favorite creations to leave out for Santa. Some years flour wars broke out, while other years called for our full attention to make the most impressively detailed treats, which usually lead to gingerbread men with globs of frosting dunked in sprinkles by the time we reached for the last ones. One year, under the mischievous guidance of my dad, we coated a tree shaped cookie with cayenne pepper and watched giggling and wide eyed as a family friend popped the whole thing into his mouth. Tears formed in his eyes and his face turned bright red as we ran away laughing, leaving a glass of milk on the table.
At the end of 2017 I spent a lot of time reflecting on the year I had and for the first time I set intentions for the year to come. Rather than using the popular "New Year, New Me" platform, I chose a few words that I could use as my guide and my anchor throughout 2018 to grow into a better version of myself. One of those words was "evolve." Nearly a year after setting that intention, I sit here basking in the the glow from the light at the end of the tunnel. I'm simultaneously surprised and not surprised at all to see how this word has manifested in my life throughout the year.
I'm a Registered Dietitian and Personal Chef in Brooklyn, New York. I grew up around the dinner table, and believe that food is intricately woven through all of our stories. It holds memories of home, childhood, and beliefs; it comforts us, nourishes us, and creates a centerpiece to gather around.