When society breaks my heart, I subconsciously crave the comfort foods that connect me to my history and heritage. The older I get, the more the foods my grandparents fed me as a child mean to me.
It's a rough time in the world. Hope you are finding ways to cope and comfort where you can.
[4-panel comic of a frayed-looking woman with a braid, remembering foods she ate as a child. Panel 2 is a flashback of a young girl with bowl-cut hair, peeking at a table full of Chinese foods, like dumplings, turnip cake, rice bowls, and steamed bao. In panel 3, she opens wide for a dumpling being fed to her with chopsticks. Back to present day in panel 4. Woman with a braid sits in front of a laptop. The text of the comic reads, "When society breaks my heart, I subconsciously crave comfort foods...that my family made for me as a kid...and it soothes a part of me...to watch the hell out of Asian cooking channels on YouTube."]