I thought I was well past any likelihood of first gen immigrant depression until I had a Trader Joe’s scallion pancake this week and cried (I hate it / why did I leave home / why am I eating frozen food / why is it so bad). I completely overreacted, but that’s why it’s called depression. Anyway, lesson learned. I will not be eating anything like that again

I want to write about first gen immigrants’ cultural shock at frozen / convenience foods as a way of life. I still struggle with it!

My wife says now we have a scale of on a one to Trader Joe’s scallion pancake how bad is it?!

I think many people love this stuff, and that is great!! But it is very much not for me, a person not used to eating frozen food, and definitely not used to eating frozen Asian food

I always took freshly made, varied, hot food for granted when I lived in Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, India, Indonesia. Some days the idea that I can’t just go out onto the street and feed myself a hot dish at any time of the day or night really kills me on the inside. I will not be making that mistake again (and will appreciate it deeply when I return for visits), but the part of my life that has those things as a daily food way is mostly over, which makes me sadder
@skinnylatte this is such a sad thing about US culture, no affordable and delicious hot snacks on the street, as there is in so much of the world. here we are inside our houses cooking or spending money inside restaurants. we do have taco trucks though, which I seek out
@seachanger Yes, my taco truck days (where I bike out to eat at four taco trucks) are the best days
@skinnylatte @seachanger Portland has good food sold from catering trucks. Lots of catering trucks. It's not everywhere, though, and most aren't close enough to where I live to entice me to go there. What I have tried was delicious. It's a start.