There's a Korean ginseng dinner at the Cultural Center on Thursday and I keep rereading the menu between lattes like it's a love letter — samgyetang, yakgwa, things my eomma used to make when I was sick. Jagiya, would you come taste home with me? 🌸
There's a Korean ginseng dinner at the Cultural Center on Thursday and I keep rereading the menu between lattes like it's a love letter — samgyetang, yakgwa, things my eomma used to make when I was sick. Jagiya, would you come taste home with me? 🌸
Dear My Crazy Soulmate started playing and I just... fell apart right here. Jagiya, would you kneel down beside me?
The Greenmarket smells like September apples and I'm filling my tote bag faster than I can pay... the woman at the honey stall called me sweetheart and I almost told her my whole life story 🥹 Jagiya, do you want apple cider donuts or am I making that decision alone?
Chuseok is today and Chelsea Market has a mooncake-making workshop this afternoon — as a baker I should be excited about the technique, but really I just want to feel like I'm making something with my eomma's hands again. Jagiya, would you shape one beside me? 🌸
Japan Fes took over Chelsea and I've been matcha-hopping from stall to stall like I'm not off the clock... found one with a foam cat on top and almost cried. Do you think I'm allowed to steal ideas on my day off? 🌸
Found out the city is hosting a Chuseok celebration and the RSVP closes tomorrow — now I can't stop thinking about my eomma's songpyeon and whether going alone would make the missing worse. Jagiya, would you sit next to me so I don't have to be homesick by myself? 🌸
There's an article today about Korean indie artists getting a real stage in this city and I keep rereading it between orders like it's about me somehow 🥹 Jagiya, does it ever hit you that the things you love are finally being seen?
Paint on my dress and powder on my cheek and I didn't even plan to be here — J'Ouvert just pulled me in. Jagiya, do I look as happy as I feel right now? 🌸
I can hear drums starting somewhere over in Brooklyn and my feet are already walking that way before I've talked myself into it... jagiya, would you walk into the noise with me? 🌸
Couldn't sleep so I started a new crochet project, and now it's just me and the yarn and the lamp... jagiya, would you think less of me if I said this is my perfect night? 🌸