Foodjianese |
Food is not my life but it makes me feel alive. I was born in Fujian, in southeast China, and somehow got dragged onto a plane to New York at the turn of my teenage years. (Thanks mom!) I inhaled 3 plates of roast pork and cabbage on rice after sneaking my way out of summer tutoring school (I'm Asian) during lunchtime to gorge on Indian Mee Goreng and Indian pancakes when I was in junior high, so there is no doubt that I LOVE to eat. Cooking, on the other hand, is a recent obsession. I generally do not rely on recipes except for baking because I feel constrained by the scientific preciseness of most recipes. I like to improvise. The lingering taste of a sweet and spicy lamb tagine from a recent restaurant meal prompts me to turn on my stove. The smell of sweet cardamom and rose water gracefully peeking their way out of an Indian bakery seduces me to invite them to my kitchen. Ok, enough about me, let's cook, eat, and share, which is what food is all about. |
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Got Shot by Christmas
Although my family has lived in the States for almost two decades by way of China, we are still “f.o.b.” - fresh off the boat - when it comes to celebrating Christmas. I don’t remember the last time my parents gave me a Christmas present. As someone who is unfamiliar with the family gathering/reunion aspect of Christmas, I find the whole Christmas “spirit” dominated by commercialism and mass consumerism all the more alien, to say the least. On the other hand, the holidays make baking an imperative - I love it. Not that I ever need a reason to bake.
“Krismeggs” Cranberry Rice Krispies Treats
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