Barneys New York was the place I called my second home for six years. It was the classroom in which I learned the importance of aesthetic, the power of creativity and the joy of indulgence. At a point in time which I cannot specifically put my finger on, I reflected on my career choices and decided to return to that which I really knew... food and humanity's love of it. I began to think about my childhood and how much of it had been happily spent in the kitchen. The memories of the aromas and flavors that came from my grandmother's kitchen were vivid and exhilarating. That is where I learned about the ritual and significance of food, the sense of happiness and comfort it brought, and the essential elements of quality and care that went into its preparation.
To this day I am able to recall the smell of frying chicken cutlets and the flavor of arrancini (rice balls) and tradition is still steeped in our family gatherings. We still enjoy big meals commencing with antipasto and finishing with fresh fruit and nuts. Each year on a Saturday in mid November all of the women in our family converge at Aunt Tina’s to prepare pounds and pounds of fig cookies. This inspiration laid the foundation for One Girl Cookies.