Bar prep has been taking over the summer.
This post is not about food. Instead, it’s about the future of the country.
President Washington. President Adams. President Jefferson
I ate at Jean-Georges a month ago. It was lovely. The food was delicious and the service was exceptional. I walked out of the restaurant truly believing that it would become a place I would return several times a year. However, I will not be writing about the experience, and I doubt I will be … More Jean-Georges, and the new political reality
My love for the Met is no secret. It is one of my favorite places — not museums; places — in the world, and I go many times a year.
I’ve taken up baking recently. It all started with Blueberry Pie.
This is a post I originally put on my Tumblr blog, but I feel the need to share it. The situation has made me feel sad, frustrated, and angry.
I am a woman, and I am a person of color. In short, I am a woman of color. More specifically, I am a Chinese American woman, living in New York, who lived in Michigan for four years for college, and who spent years during childhood living in Taiwan and Malaysia and Boston. So, I’ve seen … More Talking Past Each Other
Last night, I dressed up, ate tiramisu with my hands, and watched five lovely men compete for Mr. WoCC (Women of Color Collective). To say that it was a fun night would be an understatement (Thanks AJ!).
Warning: This post is long, has only one picture, and meanders a little bit. I am a political person. Political science was one of my majors in college; I follow U.S. politics closely; I discuss it with my friends and parents.