I’ve been missing my dad a lot lately. I need to call him. Here in NYC I’ve had some really good Fil-Am (Filipino-American) food and it’s made me homesick. Also, being on either side of the Pacific in Australia and then LA and flying over Hawaii doesn’t help. I even had some Poke in LA that was wonderful! I feel that side of me calling. I need to go back soon.

Here’s a great essay I says partially printed in the restaurant I ate in yesterday. It is powerful and my heart connects. I am a Filipino.