Chinese chiles and spices meet… chili for an Asian twist on a football watching snack

Asian Fusion Family and Food
By Grace
By Grace
By Grace
The staple fast foods of my childhood came in little white and red boxes. No, not those Chinese take-out cartons — I mean the striped bucket of Kentucky Fried Chicken.
My mother explained that when she first immigrated to America — specifically to the Midwest — she did not like the food
By Grace
By Grace
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.
By Grace
Food and Hapa kids are on my mind, with a couple of links to share.
By Grace
HapaMama surprises even herself by what she allows to pass for breakfast.
By Grace