When I’d made my mother review my college application before I submitted it, she pointed out that I’d forgotten to check off on the application that I’m Asian. “Am I …
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Aubergines—my mother believed eggplant sounded too unsophisticated—bananas, zucchini, and once, even a phallic-shaped sweet potato, which she cautioned me early on never to mistakenly refer to as a yam, which …
I meet Tetsuro Miyazaki near Shinjuku Station. I arrived in Tokyo the day before, Tetsuro a few days before that. I’m jet-lagged and feeling haggard after an entire day …