Making Time

I don’t do New Years’ resolutions. Where I grew up we had the custom, imported from the Spanish long ago, of eating twelve grapes right at the start of the new year as bells were tolling. Each grape corresponds to a wish, as opposed to boring resolutions which require some sort of commitment or sacrifice. I’ve always joked about how “obviously” my custom is far better, since I get a whopping twelve wishes for zero effort! Hooray for the “Latin” way.

Of course, few things in life actually work out that way, and most things which we might wish for actually require effort and perseverance on our part. In the end, resolutions are more likely to yield measurable success… though judging by how often my friends and colleagues have mentioned not continuing a resolution beyond the first weeks of January, maybe it’s all a wash in the end.

Though I will continue eating my grapes for New Years’ (old habits die hard), I have resolved to blog. So often it happens that I learn, cook, or experience something interesting and think to myself: I would definitely blog about this if only I kept one. Well, I have no excuse now. Surely it’s all a matter of applying deliberate practice to the task and making it a habit, don’t you think?

I’m excited about getting started on this journey. Hope you enjoy it as well!

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