Merry Christmas, Sporkers

We’ve got two letters for you today. One from our Editor ‘n Chef regarding the holidays and another from our Article Sharpener regarding her experience working with Silver Spork News and what this organization means to her. Consider this double feature our gift to you.

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Letter from the Editor

Sporkers,

Silver Spork News has been around for almost four months. That’s an absurd length of time when you consider the speed at which an idea can live or die. And even though we weren’t around for the majority of 2014, it will still go down as the birth of a new food nation. We’re a strong community and we’re only going to get stronger when we enter the New Year.

Whether you’re enjoying a white Christmas or not, this is a time to be drawn together by the food in our lives. This is the season of sweets and fancy meals. A great holiday dinner might seem like the least permanent of the gifts you receive this year, but it’s the feeling of camaraderie that truly makes the strongest memories. Someday you’ll forget about that latest piece of technology, that incorrectly expensive Barbie, and that new RC car, but holiday memories can’t be thrown away.

Now, it’s worth noting that sometimes these memories might suck. Perhaps your family gets caught up debating the meaning of Christmas, or maybe you really did catch your mother kissing Santa Claus and a divorce was just put on a faster track than a cancer patient at Disney World. But here’s some unusual advice: good or bad, our experiences are the most valuable things in our life. Don’t think Cousin Jeb’s simultaneous marriage, pregnancy, and divorce announcements don’t overshadow the iPad 14. You’ll only be talking about one of those things for the rest of your life, and unless you die tomorrow it probably won’t be the Apple product.

Have a good holiday, everyone. And merry Christmas from the staff at Silver Spork News.

Ian Sims
Editor ‘n Chef
Silver Spork News

 

What Silver Spork News Means to Me

Silver Spork News came into my life when I had no anchor. I had just graduated from the NYU Publishing Program and was beginning the arduous and soul-sucking task of applying to jobs. There is nothing that will make you doubt the point of your existence more than being unemployed. Without school or work, I felt that I was contributing nothing to the world. It was a flavor of existential crisis I hadn’t tasted before, and it was, quite simply, awful.

Then Ian came to me with an idea. We had worked on the concept of Silver Spork together when it was just a pipe dream created on demand that took on a life of its own. But that project had left an aftertaste in our mouths that we couldn’t seem to forget. It was this lingering feeling that grew his germ of belief in what we’d created into something real.

But it takes more than an idea. You need people, and we had them in spades. One of the few joys of being an unemployed young adult is that all of your friends are living the same daily misery as you. I don’t know if the process of filling out job applications at 3AM every night was made more effective by the fact that Ian was beside me groaning over the same illogical employer website layouts, but it was certainly less lonely. So once we knew what we wanted to do, it wasn’t hard to find other skilled individuals looking for a distraction from all the phone calls and emails they weren’t getting. Before long, we had our team.

It’s amazing how different my life felt once I had something to care about that had nothing to do with convincing strangers in skyscrapers that I was trustworthy enough to be given a desk. Suddenly it had a shape, a purpose, and a payout. I felt the structure of maintaining something that needed constant attention to thrive, and my formerly barren days were filled by browsing recipes online and going to food festivals. Instead of refreshing the same pages for the same job listings, I was looking for things that excited me enough that I wanted to share them with others. I saw the efforts of my work made tangible as my writing got an audience and helped build a community of young cooks. In a small way, we were affecting lives.

I did get a full-time job eventually, and even that I can attribute to Silver Spork. The passion I felt for Silver Spork was infectious in interviews. Suddenly I wasn’t some inexperienced nobody. I shook off the nerves and grew more comfortable explain why I was skilled, importantly, and ultimately a strong addition to any team. Passion is contagious and will spread to other parts of your life if you let it.

Four months down the road, I couldn’t be prouder of how far we’ve come. I’ve gotten to work with my friends and show their talents to a wider audience. I get to argue regularly about everything from website layout to social media blasts with a partner I enjoy and respect. I’ve developed a deeper understanding of a subject I love and I get to eat wonderful things all the time.

I’ve never had more fun doing something that is technically classified as a “job.”

This Christmas, I’m endlessly thankful that I have the opportunity to keep working for Silver Spork News. It abides by that strange mathematical principle whereby you give yourself entirely to an idea and are repaid exponentially. That’s something worth getting into the holiday spirit for.

Merry Christmas, Sporkers.

Bailey James
Executive Editor
Silver Spork News

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