For as long as I can remember a tradition in the Janowitz household was making Christmas cookies. My mom and I made cookies as basic as sugar cookies to double chocolate chip peanut butter. The house would smell like chocolate for days and it would take weeks to remove all of the sugar from the counter and floors. However, it was all worth it. The childhood fantasies within me were content and I even became creative with the cookies. Sadly the fantasies and excitement eventually faded and the reality of body image issues began changing my outlook on the exciting tradition of Christmas cookies.
As a child the week before Christmas was filled with baking, laughing and preparing with family and friends. My mom and I would make the cookies and
As a child the week before Christmas was filled with baking, laughing and preparing with family and friends. My mom and I would make the cookies and