I can't help feeling seriously inadequate right now that all me and my friends can talk about is keeping away from the street and hoping that no Asian stories getting looted or set on fire. The immigrants community is a little out of loop from the surrounding society. We take stricter caution for coronavirus and … Continue reading What I think →

It doesn't taste like the real Japanese rice ball--onigiri--I had before. Something is off but I don't know what it is. My enthusiasm for cooking has waned to the point that I don't mind it is real onigiri or not as long as it is eatable. I admit it is eatable. How can it not … Continue reading Not Quite Like Onigiri →