Culinary Gifts
Cooking at home has always been an intrinsic part of my family life, regardless of whether the economy was booming or busting--especially at Christmas time. My Italian parents never took part in the frenzy of gift buying. The excitement that lead-up to Christmas was never about what was wrapped under the tree, but about what was unwrapped in the kitchen and put on the table. As children, my siblings and I would only receive one or two practical gifts, yet we rarely felt deprived. How could we when there was such abundance in the kitchen?
Preparations would begin right after Thanksgiving when the kitchen was transformed into the culinary wing of Santa's workshop and a crew of Italian elves seemed to show up on an almost daily basis donned in house dresses, armed with aprons and loud, female Italian accents. Instead of trips to the mall, our shopping list could only be attained from the local markets. This was usually done on weekday evenings when I would be summoned by my father to accompany him on a search for the finest ingredients needed for the vast production of assorted sweets that the ladies of the family and neighborhood would effortlessly create amidst their boisterous and festive chatter. It was a continuous celebration that could not be contained on any single day. I didn't know then that the gifts that came out of that kitchen would last a lifetime: that I would remember the aromas of cinnamon, lemon and chocolate; the sound of walnut shells being cracked or voices cracking up; or what it felt like to walk into the kitchen after school and see rows and rows of S shaped cookies covered with white confectioner's sugar icing spilling onto the large cutting boards where hungry fingers could easily scoop up the delicious, lemon flavored sugar. Aha, this was heaven.
For weeks the spirit of Christmas was so palatable in that kitchen that it followed us everywhere. We didn't need to find it in fancy trimmings or forced party festivities. It came from the warmth of the oven and infiltrated our hearts. It went into everything we stirred and kneaded, baked and iced. Lots of dough was needed (and kneaded) far more than money.
Whether you need to watch your wallet or not this Christmas, let gift giving take a back seat to merry making. Remember how much fun Scrooge had in Christmases past when he was poor? This year, cook up something special. Do it in the company of friends and loved ones. Wrap it up and share what you've made together, in gratitude and celebration. Allow Christmas to be uncomplicated again. Let more meager means inspire us all to celebrate it's true meaning...Love...and pass it on.
Wishing you all a truly abundant holiday,
Chef Silvia



