There’s never just one way
When I was in kindergarten, my mom read my favorite book to my class, How My Parents Learned to Eat. It’s the story of a Japanese woman and an American man who learned to use each other’s traditional utensils when they met: a fork and a knife for the Japanese woman and chopsticks for the […]Read More
A Basic Recipe
During previous summers, it felt like my mom was irked by my very presence at home. So at the beginning of quarantine, I was constantly arguing with my parents. After huge fights, once our anger dissipated, one of them might plop a bowl of chestnuts on my desk and throw in a line about their […]Read More
Can I Do More?
In mid-March, when COVID-19 hit New York City and all the schools closed, I felt helpless. I watched the nightly news, listened to the radio during breakfast, and was bombarded throughout the day with alerts on my phone about all the different ways the pandemic was ruining people’s lives. Here in New York, people were […]Read More