Dear Rice
A warm steaming bowl of rice sat in front of me. Savory juices of the beef ran down the gleaming white mounds – my 3-year old body couldn’t resist the…
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Familial Reflections
The smell of a crisp Saturday morning reminds me of the aroma of my family’s Asian market. It was a fond childhood memory to run around the store, clustered with…
Read Blog PostIntro Blog Post: Anhtu Do
Hello to my Asian American community. This is my first blog post for the AAC and my first blog ever in my life. This first one will be just be a basic…
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