Miranda Morrison
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The Search for Sweet and Sour Pork
I didn't have to travel the world to experience authentic cuisine. As an adult, I now realize how lucky I was to grow up in an Asian pocket of a neighborhood in Phoenix, Arizona. Even though the restaurants often advertised themselves as Chinese, Thai, Japanese, or even Vietnamese- I can now see they were all Korean ran. It showed in the offerings on the menu and the unique preparation of some dishes. That's what started this journey for me.
By Miranda Morrison5 years ago in Feast
Glowing Embers
E. I find myself walking down these decaying streets again; the balls of my feet are screaming out from the abuse of dodging unevenly fractured sidewalk slabs from the overgrown vegetation that considers these avenues home. They have started to reclaim them without anyone to battle them back. This has become more of a choreographed dance of jumps and well-timed turns than a walk.
By Miranda Morrison5 years ago in Fiction
