Happy to you…a new phrase the kid has been practicing. It could mean different things to different people. For her it is easier to say than Happy New Year, which is what we were practicing. As she was saying it, it got me thinking how my life has changed over the last year. I went from having a baby to a toddler. I went from being able to put my child in a playpen, to barely being able to go to the bathroom alone. My phenomenal eater is now surviving on breadsticks and hummus. Oh and my house is gated better than Fort Knox. Regardless of all this I am happy. Yes we all have our bad days, whether it is hers or mine, but all in all we are making daily memories and of course learning everyday.
Tonight as we ring in the New Year, we will cut the traditional Vasilopita. Or as my friend and Greek food guru and blogger, Kalofagas puts it, the Billy bread. We always cut a piece for God, Jesus and for the Virgin Mary, and then we cut a slice for the home. We proceed to cut a slice for each member of our family present. There is a coin in the bread and the symbolism is that if you find the coin you will have good luck all year long. If you still haven’t made your Vasilopita yet it isn’t too late, pop over to Kalofagas’ recipe here.
As I sit and reflect on 2015, I want to say Thank You to each and everyone of you who takes the time to read this blog. I hope once in a while it makes you laugh, makes you think and above all makes you feel connected with my little world. As you embark on your festivities tonight, whatever they may be, please be safe. And as you wake up tomorrow, remember that you are starting with a clean slate…be sure to make the most of it and live it YOUR way!!