Ugh, what I would do to reverse back the clock to 2005’s Christmas Eve dinner at my Grandmother’s house. This was the last time my family has eaten a homemade polish meal. This was also before I moved out of my parents house, had perpetual student loan payments, experienced my first real heartbreak, food allergies, or experienced a miscarriage. Life was easy and filled with copious amounts of food, more specifically, delicious carby foods. However, it’s currently 2017: my older relatives have passed, the current relatives have gotten older (with more health issues), and current Christmas dinners are store bought from local Polish stores and reheated. What’s a girl with food allergies to do when she has polish nostalgia?