I never want to forget this

If we were not human, would we know what taste, smell, sound, and sight? And if we lost touch and only retained conscious, are we still human? Or just a mind without experience?

Dandelion Pork Dumplings

Summer officially starts for me when Harvest Astoria begins and a fresh batch of veggies comes pouring in! Well, technically, I have to go pick it up but it’s so great to actually have fresh veggies.

It was an extraordinary day…

It was an overcast day, the ground still wet from a misting rain that persisted throughout the day. Did it rain while the hooding ceremony proceeded inside the chapel? It was the day my mother finally saw her first child graduate from college—the first in a family of farmers.

I promise to myself

Before I turn 34, I promise to consider starting a family. Before I turn 35, I shall have visited Cambodia. Before I turn 36, I will publish a novel, even if it’s for free on Kindle. Before I turn 37, I promise to appreciate myself and have better self confidence. Before I turn 38, I…

This is what I live for…

There are a few things that keep me alive such as a roof over my head, drinkable water, and yummy food. But it’s what I live for that keeps me alive—from going off the edge or living a dull life.

Where I want to go?

Imagine trekking through snow-laden forest chasing the aurora borealis to the edge to the sky. Imagine cool nights with stars lit up and the Milky Way wrapping an arm around the midnight sky. Imagine all the southern constellations you haven’t seen. Imagine writing and drawing your dreams to life and earning a living by doing…

These are my roots…

Do you remember your first memory? Was it the dusty huts of Khao I Dang refugee camp or the steel building of the US? Or was it the dingy halfway home the government gave as temporary asylum?

Touring Boscobel and Main Street, Cold Spring

As winter finally sheds its fickle grip over New York, we finally made our first exploration trip outside of the city that didn’t involve running. Getting out of the city doesn’t require a car or hundreds of dollars for the tolls. It just needs making it to the MetroNorth on time, which runs every hour…

Joy

I have had this topic joy for several months and have never been able to tackle it until now. My main concern with the word joy is whether or not it is a product of the first world? I think yes and no. Joy from watching the latest HBO show or getting the newest iPhone…

The Bellowing Call

I look at my phone and the time makes me anxious. One hour. Now, it is 59 minutes left. There never seems to be enough time for oneself during the day. 59 minutes of juicy chicken tenders. Oily french fries, maybe a burger that’s dripping with sauce and pickle and mustard and maybe onion and…

Morning or Evening Person

One dinner last week, someone asked me when I wake up/sleep and I answered 6AM/1030PM to which she respond, that is so early!  To be honest, on my own, I would stay up way too late and would have to drag myself to get to work on time. I know I’m definitely not a morning…

Writing Challenge 2016

As the year wraps up, I start to unravel a whole new list to start the new year. To better myself creatively, aside from my 365 Days of Calligraphy and my annual GoodReads Book Challenge, I will also be writing twice a month to create 24 blog posts for 2016!

Nonna’s Tree

This year, Mr. Darcy and I have spent the last month at the bank, the lawyer’s office, moving boxes, buying new furnitures, and overwhelming ourselves with a new home that we didn’t get to do any “holiday” activity except the annual work party. Not that buying a place is not worth it. But it did…

2015 Year in Retrospective

As the year rolls to the end, I had to remind myself that I’ve been neglecting my blog for half a year!

One Life Crispy Later…

One rice crispy later, I sat at work staring at the computer wondering if this is all there is to life?

Roosevelt Island & The Tram Ride

It’s been over 10 years since I’ve lived in New York and living in Queens, I pass by Roosevelt Island stop many a times but I never stopped myself to actually explore the island. My morning runs along Astoria’s East River front, I can see the lighthouse and a beautiful domed building and I told…

Mand’ricello

One dinner at Lincoln Ristorante by Lincoln Center, we ordered aperitif that was orangecello instead of the typical limoncello. It wasn’t our first time having a different type of sweet liqueur. In fact, our first trip to Florence, I had bought meloncello and fragocello (strawberry). I had never thought to make it until I ran…

Octopus-on-Land

Living in a Greek neighborhood, you learn to appreciate octopus as an appetizer. It’s rare to go to a Greek restaurant without ever ordering a grill octopus. It’s expensive but at least, not as expensive as in the city. Astoria is great for that: great food at decent price.