Adulthood – Rosemary Citrus Upside Down Cake

I used to hate mustard. Quasi-neon yellow squiggle down a mystery meat hot dog. Smeared into a revolting brown-red stain with the ketchup on a flabby white hamburger bun. A putrid puddle on a plate next to a lukewarm corn dog. Now that I think about it, perhaps it was the lackluster foods that served…

Practice – 肉鬆麵包 (Pork Floss Buns)

I’ve been wanting to post for days, but nothing comes to mind. No fantastical dreams, no bread-shaped plants vying for my attention in the rain-sodden yards of my neighborhood.  So I suppose this will be a post of the spontaneous sort, the type where I sit down and write and hope something good comes of…