Personal Statement (Princeton)

Hours before my guests arrive, I sit with an empty wooden board in front of me, like an artist with a blank canvas. Rolling pink prosciutto between my fingers, I create delicate meat flowers and arrange them around a cheddar stairway with the verve of a seasoned florist. I blend flavors and hues, capturing a vibrant bouquet that delights both the palate and the camera roll.

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