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.
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.
I am not a plastic bag… or am I? asks HapaMama in her first post on OpenSalon.
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.
