Noodle Dreams

Having been in Singapore since I was 2, my memory of my birthplace, China, is quite vague. I can hardly feel the deep connections that my parents and my relatives have with specific places in China, but I do remember the first time having rice noodles in my father’s hometown, Guilin. It’s an unforgettable flavor that I still dream about every now and then, and not being able to visit in such a long time due to the pandemic has really brought some serious cravings…