Editorial
To the Dish I Thought I Knew, but Didn’t Really Understand Until Now
By Tony Min I have eaten black chai tow kway…
To the Last Bite I Didn’t Want to Finish
By Tony Min The plate in front of me is…
Dear Menu, You Know More About Me Than I Admit
By Jim Park I am sitting at a slightly sticky,…
To the Restaurant I Wasn’t Ready For
By Jim Park I remember staring at the bowl in…
Dear Late-Night Supper, You Always Feel Like a Secret
The city changes its posture at 2:00 AM. The traffic…
To the Dish That Tasted Better Years Ago
I sat on a plastic stool along East Coast Road,…
Dear Queue, What Are We Really Waiting For?
It is 11:30 AM on a Tuesday, and I am…
To the Table for One I Keep Coming Back To
By Tony Min To the table for one I keep…
To the Stallholder Who Didn’t Let Me Order My Usual
To the Stallholder Who Didn’t Let Me Order My Usual…
Dear First Bite, Why Do You Always Lie?
By Jim Park Dear first bite, You are always the…
