“When you must flee and can carry only one thing, what will it be? What single seed from your old life will be the most useful in helping you sow a new one?” HomeMemoryRefugeeFlee Book:Slow Noodles: A Cambodian Memoir of Love, Loss, and Family Recipes Source: Slow Noodles: A Cambodian Memoir of Love, Loss, and Family Recipes
“The dishes I loved best when I was small were the ones that took the longest to make. My puppy sense told me that time equaled loved, and love equaled deliciousness. On the time continuum, instant noodles tasted careless, like nothing at all; the kuy teav noodle maker's hand-cut mee were far superior. But the slowest and best noodles of all came from my mother's kitchen.” HomeFoodMemoryFood Memories Book:Slow Noodles: A Cambodian Memoir of Love, Loss, and Family Recipes Source: Slow Noodles: A Cambodian Memoir of Love, Loss, and Family Recipes