Good Morning, Kitchen.
Good Morning, Blog.
Good Morning, Brooklyn light.
Alright, watching the movie, ROOM (Note: This movie was fantastic and Jacob Tremblay was absolutely wonderful! Definitely a Must-Watch!) and trying to breathe some life back into the spaces I used to call home. Work and family have had me away for almost five months, so my first full week back in my apartment in Brooklyn (with no work!) involved a lot of quiet mornings and lazy afternoons. In fact, I’m pretty sure I didn’t leave the apartment for the at least 72 hours, maybe more. Don’t judge. It’s no where near seven years like in the movie, but I did find myself developing a specific rhythm to my mornings and a special comfort in my small space that I yearned to call familiar again.
So trying to get back at it again–trying to get more words down and not just a few Instagrams here and there. A lot can change in five months, but we should also be reminded that a lot can change in one day.
Within a 24-hour period, two very special people in my life lost their mothers. W is cousin, who I actually just met back in China a couple of years ago; she’s a young girl who recently turned 18 and loves to iMessage me about her English homework and One Direction. M is a colleague and mentor, and the epitome of a New Yorker boss-lady. She has taught me everything from navigating our industry with style and grace to how to slow-fry potatoes to perfection. When I found out the news from both of these ladies, my heart broke into a million pieces. Two women, from two very different places on this globe, at two completely different points in their lives–feeling the same weight and emptiness of losing their mother; but somehow the symmetry of their losses somehow created a beautiful and peaceful balance in this unimaginable moment. I didn’t know what else to do, but call my mother. I wept with gratitude just hearing her silence on the other end. We were both at a loss for words.
Both W and M spoke from a place of strength, empowerment, love and light, knowing that their ill mothers were no longer suffering or in pain anymore. I am in awe of these two women, and although I was not lucky enough to meet either of their mothers, I know they had to have been incredible women too to pass on the maturity and grace that I have witnessed in both my cousin and my friend. They inspired and reminded me that there can be light and balance, even in our darkest of days.
LEMON ROSEMARY SHORTBREAD BUTTON COOKIES
Recipe by My Recipes.
Makes approximately 3 dozen cookies.
- 2 Cups of Flour
- 1 Cup Unsalted Butter, Cold and Cubed
- ½ Cup Granulated Sugar
- ¼ Teaspoon Salt
- Zest of 2 lemons, divided
- 1 Teaspoon Chopped Fresh Rosemary
- 1 ½ Cups Powdered Sugar
- 2 Tablespoons Fresh Lemon Juice
- 32 Small Fresh Rosemary Sprigs
- Preheat oven to 325°.
- Put flour, butter, granulated sugar, and salt in the bowl of a stand mixer (I used my hands). Add the zest of 1 lemon and rosemary. Mix on low speed, then increase to medium and mix until dough is no longer crumbly and just comes together.
- Form dough into a disk and chill 30 minutes. On a lightly floured work surface, roll out dough until ½ in. thick. If you’d like super clean edges, place rolled dough in the freezer for a couple of minutes.
- Cut dough into circles (or other shape) with a 1 ½-in. cookie cutter. You can re-roll the scraps as needed. Arrange on baking sheets about 1-inch apart and chill 15 minutes.
- Bake until light golden brown, approximately 12 -15 minutes. Cool on wire racks.
- Mix powdered sugar, lemon juice, and the remaining zest until smooth. Spoon about ½ teaspoon glaze over each cooled cookie, spreading with the back of the spoon. Lightly lay 1 rosemary sprig into center of each cookie and admire your beautiful work.
There are no words that I can write in a card or say to W or M that can make the loss of their mothers any easier; all we can do is reach out a hand, find ways to take care of them, and love them in their grief. Food is my love language–so cooking or feeding people is how I like to show them my support. I brought these cookies over to M’s home last week and woke up to an email from her the next morning. It read: “You are the only person I know that I’d go off my gluten-free diet for! Those cookies are AMAZING!!! OMG.” It made me smile.
Let’s take care of one another. Together we will find the light, my friends.