I hear the music in the background, as if the sound is reaching me underwater. The green on the trees, the plants, and the stems of flowers is as if a painter forgot to mix in the brown or the yellow or the blue or the orange to make it less fluorescent. The white blossoms … More White Wine Sangria on a Friday
As I sit on an immobile plane in Japan for our third delayed hour on Christmas Eve, I’ve decided to take this as an opportunity to reflect on the past year and distract myself from eating a packet of red chili/고추장 paste, which as my brother so aptly put it, “is a packet of concentrated … More Reflections in the Third Hour
I’m definitely going to look back on this point in my life and realize how trivial it all was and how, as per usual, melodramatic I was.
I can confidently say that Santorini is officially one of my favorite places in the world now.
There are two things in life that have the ability to make me completely speechless: food and nature.
After traveling Italy with my mom, I switched gears and made the move to southern France to see my friend Evelyn, who is working as a teaching assistant in Montpellier.
As the winter came to a steady and long-overdue halt, I found myself in Italy, reunited with my momma.