The tradition I carry on is cooking for Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year. Each year, my kitchen is filled with the scent of honey, apple, and cinnamon, as I measure and stir and whisk and knead—the same motions that my grandparents and great-grandparents used to do every year. I cook our traditional family recipes but I also scour historical cookbooks for recipes that have not been attempted for decades, and then I try my hand at them. I share the finished products and talk about my family's holiday traditions alongside photos of my American Girl dolls. This year will be different—I won't be able to share my food with my family because we will be celebrating over Zoom. But I will still cook and bake, keeping the tradition alive.