Rosh Hashanah is a holiday to remind Jews to reflect on the past year, but for my reform family, the holiday is more about congregating in Queens to share a meal too big to finish in one sitting. One moment, tension runs high as my uncle picks on my grandmother; the next, we're overtaken with uncontrollable laughter as my mother exclaims in disbelief, "Can you believe how great the gefilte fish is? It's from Costco!" But for me, the highlight of the gathering comes at the end of the meal. After we've finished our dinner and leftovers have been divided, Nanny's apple cake hits the table. My great grandmother first made this cake for Rosh Hashanah in the late 1940s after her family fled Europe for Cuba during the Holocaust, and after she passed, aunt Susi took over making it. Eating dessert has become our version of dipping apples in honey (a Rosh Hashanah tradition) to bring a "sweet new year."