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You know, I racked my brain for this post. I thought about the artistic nature of cooking, and wanted to say something eloquent about people who find joy in creating something edible and making something look pretty. Maybe make some sort of connection to photography. But I got nothing. So, without further ado, here’s the...

I’ll be honest. Asians can eat some weird stuff. I would know, since I find myself in that camp frequently. I like to pride myself in my gustatory liberty. I’m a food liberal, and I’m proud. I try to acquire tastes that I don’t have. (Recent conquest: olives. Still needs work: dill pickles.) I’m pretty...