We all have a complicated relationship with food. When I asked for submissions, I was asked again and again,
but does it have to be food-related?
I suffered with disordered eating throughout my life. Yet as a Vietnamese-American who feels extremely disconnected from her Vietnamese identity, Vietnamese food is an important reminder that yes, I am Vietnamese. It’s when I’m wrapping a hundred spring rolls with my family for a last minute party appetizer for my mom, to stinking up the house with the smell of fish sauce and shrimp paste for bun bo hue, to eating thai chili peppers with anything we eat.
In this zine are people I love and what they create, however they share and interpret a recipe that they hold close to them.