10/27/2026
My dad made the most incredible Chiu Chow–inspired meal last night, and it nearly took my breath away.
I grew up eating my grandmother’s cooking every night, and I don’t think I’ve tasted anything quite like this since she passed. One bite and I was right back at her table.
It’s hard to explain how special this food is. It’s a kind of Chinese home cooking that most people in the States never get to experience. Not restaurant food but the dishes made with love that just become part of who we are.
As a midwife, I think so much about the traditions we carry forward. The ways we nourish our families, the knowledge we pass from one generation to another. So much of what makes a family a family lives in these little moments.
Last night was more than a beautiful meal. It was a little piece of my grandmother, still here with us. ❤️ 🥘