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The whole thing was very efficient, it would only be surprising if it wasn’t.

I’ve only been to the consulate twice: once when I came as tourist and had my stuff stolen (they helped me out, and gave me instant noodles), and more recently to get my new passport.

People were talking: what do you do here? Tech, lol.

Almost every single one of us. There was a single chef.

Afterwards, we went for Democracy Dimsum at Harborview (one of the only dimsum places I bother with). My friend and I spoke of the imposter syndrome we felt, learning to cook our home food while we are here, because we just can’t get the things we crave precisely.

I said, whenever I think ‘I can’t cook like the old Asian auntie, I remind myself I AM that Asian auntie’.