Happy Year of the Dragon!

Happy Year of the Dragon!

Posted by on Jan 27, 2012 in All, Asian, Personal, The Rag and Bone Man | No Comments

Happy Chinese New Year! I must be honest: I haven’t done a thing yet to celebrate the Dragon Year.  But our dear friend and Chinese teacher has given my kids hong bao (red envelopes), so at least that’s something.  And just as soon as my mom — the Caucasian who’s more Asian than me — ...

The Meek Squawk of the Chicken Mother

The Meek Squawk of the Chicken Mother

Much has been written about The Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother, the book by Yale Law School professor Amy Chua.  If you are not a parent, or are not Asian, perhaps you have not heard of it, except possibly from your friends with kids.  They probably either hate the book and wish ill to ...

Of all the dim sum joints in all the world

Of all the dim sum joints in all the world

This weekend we’re taking my mom out for dumplings at a wonderful Taiwanese restaurant in the San Gabriel Valley. It’s quite a schlep out there from West Los Angeles, so we don’t go as often as we would like to. But it’s my mom’s birthday, and she loves Chinese food, so that’s our destination. My ...

Christmas carol

Christmas carol

Posted by on Dec 10, 2011 in All, Family, Personal, The Rag and Bone Man, Writing | 11 Comments

Warning: mournful post ahead. Tonight after dinner, my mom played some Christmas carols on the piano as my kids read the new books I bought them at their school book fair. My husband read too, flipping through the picture books when the kids were finished. It was pretty idyllic, just what you might hope for ...

Liminal spaces

As long as I’m doing the re-run thing, here’s another story I read at “Spark Off Rose,” last October for the “Supernatural” spoken word show. Thank you to the producers of the show, particularly Mark Betancourt for working long-distance from New York on my story, and to Jessica Tuck and Karin Gutman for their encouragement ...

The Dad Thing

Those of you who know me well know that my father was not a daily figure in my life. But he played a bigger role than his monthly visits for most of my life would suggest. He’s been gone just over ten years now. And my thoughts on Father’s Day are now almost completely about ...