Linh Huynh
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Nights Aflame
I grew up in a bustling household. My father’s roots are Chinese and my mother’s Vietnamese. They had 8 children; we were all born in Saigon in the midst of the Vietnam war, during a time of incredible scarcity. Luckily for us, our family was sponsored to Canada. Ingredients were more readily available here, so mom relished in the cooking she could do and we were truly spoiled with food. Mealtimes were always a great affair, the long dining table filled with dishes prepared by mom, sometimes it was Chinese cuisine, sometimes Vietnamese. But always, it was a chance for the family to gather to share their day and connect with one another.
By Linh Huynh5 years ago in Feast
Small Fortunes
There is something magical about opening up a fortune cookie. Not the generic ones at Chinese restaurants that the server plops on your table along side the bill. A stale cookie wrapped in plastic, that contains some pithy comment, “A refreshing change is in your future” or “Happiness is just around the corner.” Not much magic to be found in those mass-produced little treats.
By Linh Huynh5 years ago in Motivation
