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Bun Bo Hue

Bun Bo Hue

The very first time I ever ate bun bo hue was two summers ago when I was travelling with a few friends through Vietnam. We had just taken a twelve hour overnight train ride from Hanoi to Hue and despite the fact that we had just eaten a very good lunch, my friend Chris and I asked the waitress where would we be able to get a good bowl of the city's specialty dish. After some aimless wandering we miraculously managed to find it in a dingy, empty restaurant run by some cranky Vietnamese people who didn't speak English. It was delicious. That night, after dining on a rooftop patio, Chris and I went and ate another bowl on the side of the road.

Our Mom Makes Good Food: Chinese New Year's Eve

Our Mom Makes Good Food: Chinese New Year's Eve

When I was younger, I associated being Chinese with never eating McDonald's, never buying things full price, and never getting to eat with other kids during lunch because my dumplings smelled like a fart. As a result, I struggled with my identity for years. But after eating a feast consisting of lobster, pork belly, chicken, asparagus, noodles, salmon and spending years trying to get over my internalized racism, I can say that being Chinese is pretty awesome.

Our Mom Makes Good Food: Home-Made Dumplings

Our Mom Makes Good Food: Home-Made Dumplings

With one of us just in Calgary for a co-op term and the other working a meagre part-time job, the both of us currently still live at home. While it comes with its disadvantages (lack of privacy, parents constantly asking what you're doing with your life, etc.), there is one very great advantage that almost makes it all worth it: our mom's cooking.