Murder at the Boutique Across the Street
I have always found the owner of the little fashion boutique to be, well, very and extremely unapproachable. Not in a bad way. I meant that in every possible positive connotation and with the greatest admiration. She seemed to belong to another world— one I could never enter nor could ever quite understand.
Recipe for Red Braised Pork Belly (红烧肉)
Ma rarely made red braised pork belly, but when she did, the entire bowl would be clean by the end of dinner, only piles of ruby-red skin left. No one in my family liked the skin on pork belly. I always asked her why she didn’t just cut it off before making it, but she would just shake her head in indignation. The flavor wouldn’t be the same, she would scoff.