Memoir

Artist Book, 2018

Risograph

A memoir of my relationship with my father, connected through food

2003,

When I was little,

The only gift I ever got from dad

were those golden chocolate squares.

He would always tell me they were from the airplane,

After I grew up, 

 I learned they don't give out chocolate on airplane.

4am..

insomnia from jet lag,

we drove to the port nearby

and discovered

Shrimps larger than my face

2008

In San Francisco,

we discovered "House of Prime Ribs"

where all food comes with free refills.

What a meaty day.

2012

2013

It's a secret from Mom.

Dad and I went to get the famous Uni Pasta

He ordered in Japanese,

"One sea grape please"

Oh the taste of sea,

bursts as each tiny grape explode in my mouth

It's testing season for SAT, 

I couldn't go on our family trip.

When they came back,

Dad walked over and put a box in my hands silently

 

 a box of macarons

​They were the best macarons

 

2015

2016

The Europe trip was cancelled,

Instead, He brought me to a French restaurant in LA

We ate the

sizzling 

buttery

snails.