The day after Trump’s inauguration, I was in Tokyo doing some food ‘research’ on route back from my pop up dinner in Niseko. An American friend of mine Elizabeth, who had moved there a couple years back, invited me to join her and some others on a march at Hibiya Park, one of the 676 sister marches planned around the globe in alliance with the Women’s March on Washington. About 650 of us, mostly expats, traversed the city in a respectful, quiet and distinctly Japanese fashion, in a neat double file to the side of traffic on the road. Later that night, I returned to my Airbnb in Shibuya and watched as Gloria Steinem declared that “God may be in the details, but the goddess is in connections” while 19 year old Nina Donovan’s visceral words wrenched hearts and minds. I stayed up late into the night, unwilling to close my tired eyes so as not to miss a moment of history. I cried constantly. It never felt better to cry.…
A beautiful, bittersweet film about the Cen brothers, Shanghai's last wok craftsmen, and t…
Steak was on point but gimme more of those beef fat fries tho 🍟😍 #lavache #hongkong #eeeee…
Sending @jenncellis off in style, HK will miss you 😘!
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Sunday vibes 🦐 Adapting a @lebernardinny lobster stock recipe to make spicy lobster bisque…