I am a New Yorker who flies home to Taiwan in the Summer. I absolutely believe food is one of the most pleasurable things in life. Hence, my chronicle of anticipated glorious food experiences.
Going to Taiwan is also an opportunity for me to reclaim my heritage which I tried so hard to give away in my teens and twenties. With time and slowly gained wisdom, I have learned how much the first 15 years in Taiwan had created the person I am today. Each time I visit, I found pieces of myself that I had buried deep. Kind of like putting a puzzle together. It gives me extreme joy and self-actualization.
It’s always a rather jarring experience to swap out my NY driver’s license for my Taiwanese ID card before each departure. It’s always a shock to be immersed in the culture and the language during the first week of my trip. I often feel inadequate to be a Taiwanese and my words and thoughts come out in English. Then comes the returning to New York which always simulates my first departure from Taiwan at age 15 and brings a profound sense of loss and confusion. I am trying to makes sense of this reaction and develop a new way of integrating the old memories with the new.
For most of the year, I settle into my place in NY and take pleasure in the food that are around me, experiencing the advantages of this great big city. I love food in different cultures. I love bringing the brave souls to try various restaurants with me. I love the beauty of food, the memories it creates and the semiotics of eating. I hope you will come on to each journey with me through this blog and share my passion for food and life.
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