Family Portrait


Being back in Poland means spending time with family I haven’t seen in a while and remembering the good old times from when I was a carefree child. When I left to the U.S. with my parents and sister, I realized how wonderful it was to sit by the big table with lots of family members and celebrate someone’s birthday, nameday, anniversaries. The house was then full of laughter, loud music, heated discussions and the kitchen was busy with aunts preparing food and baking delicious goods. Obviously, the party was never short of vodka, because which Polish household would run out of it? In the U.S. we had no one. The closest family was in Canada, where we would spend Christmas once in a blue moon. All those memories come back especially when I spend time with my cousins, aunts, grandparents and close friends here, in my hometown. A few days ago, my two cousins and I finally reunited in this squad and we decided to recreate a photo from 25 years ago when we were happy, silly kids. It was a lot of fun and it felt great to be able to talk and laugh like we did before. How cool is it?!


Merry Christmas from Poland! 

I’m so happy I could have shared Polish Christmas tradition with my two friends from B-School who traveled with me to my hometown. That was especially a new experience for Celia, from Peru, and Ariel, from New York, who came to Poland for the first time.

As my parents and sister stayed in Chicago and celebrated Christmas with our Canadian family, we spent it with my grandparents. I couldn’t get enough of my grandmas delicious cooking and probably, scratch that – for sure, gained a few. The 6 days I was at home were a constant feast consisting of pierogi, noodles with poppyseed (traditional Polish Christmas dish), fish, all sorts of meats and of course homemade cakes and cookies.

I also threw a little party for friends who came from all over to spend Holidays with their families. It was great to see them, talk and laugh like we were still in high school. Although almost 10 years passed from our graduation, every time we see each other it feels like it was just yesterday and that’s the best part of going home (apart from grandmas home cooked meals of course :)).