There’s one memory from my youth that is a popular family tale, often brought up over dinner to elicit laughter and joy. In this memory, a young Queenie is maybe six years old. She is seated on the couch in … Continue reading "No Laughing Allowed!"
It has now been about a month since I’ve moved to New York. Whereas many of my peers have felt homesick shortly after moving, I didn’t feel homesick at all. I thought that since New York is a familiar place … Continue reading Replicating the Taste of Home