Asian Fusion Family and Food
As a second-generation Asian American, my relationship to my heritage feels tenuous sometimes. When I live in a neighborhood without a large Asian population, haven’t spoken Taiwanese or Mandarin on a regular basis in years, and then there’s the whole interracial marriage thing. As much as I might neglect my roots, some things are hardwired.
The long days of summer are upon us, and with a mid-afternoon karate lesson preventing me from taking a day trip with my boys, we decided to hit a matinee showing of The Karate Kid. I have deliberated about seeing this movie more than most viewers, and I was surprised by what I liked — and didn’t like — in the film.
I was thinking the Karate Kid remake might be a fun movie to take my kids to see this weekend. A bit of Hollywood fluff to start off the summer —especially with one boy who’s already a yellow-stripe, and another one who’s been asking to try martial arts.
Food and Hapa kids are on my mind, with a couple of links to share.
HapaMama’s son is a Chinese School Dropout… and why that could be a good thing.
If you have mixed-race children, what do you do when forms require you to choose just ONE race?
HapaMama surprises even herself by what she allows to pass for breakfast.
HapaMama loves to cook. Yet she hates to cook. Which is a problem, when there are lunches to pack and dinners to serve. She’s found a couple solutions, but needs your help.
