Plum

Pretend Commuting

Cucidati

A Sicilian tradition lives on.

Was able to join my mother and cousins for an annual Christmas favorite;

baking Cucidati.

We're not the only family who embarks on this labor intensive project.

Through the teleportation of instagram

I've witnessed the gathering of many who honor this custom.

Most fascinating, no two recipes are alike.

Passed from generation to generation, interpretations have occurred. 

In fact, I have not found anyone whose cookies look like ours.

Many roll the dough into logs and slice before baking.

Others make deep cuts into the dough, and fan the rings to create a bracelet 

which just happens to be what the word means.

And yet a sprinkling of multii color nonpareils have remained intact.

We adhere the sprinkles with egg wash, 

others sacrilegiously glaze with royal icing.

Unskilled, Sarah and I rolled some lame looking crescents.

My mother had an Italian word for them

which I don't think is fit for print.

First Snowfall

Chicks Rule

We  change the narrative

when we have women in positions of power.

We change the narrative

when stories about women are told and executed by women.

I love men.

I love how they are different from women.

I value them for their expertise,

but it's time for a shift.

Sometimes you have to over correct to find balance.

California Heartbreak

Call Me By Your Name

"We rip out so much of ourselves to be cured of things faster

that we go bankrupt by the age of thirty.

Before you know it, your heart is worn out."

Andre Aciman