Stories about life, love and marriage in Hangzhou, China. From one Western woman with a Chinese husband from Hangzhou.
How John and I celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary in Hangzhou — and faced sweltering heat and lots of mayhem caused by a huge downpour that afternoon!
I think the love of a Chinese family is one of the best kept secrets in the world. And if ever there was an example, it’s our upcoming move to Hangzhou.
It’s amazing how a simple walk through my husband’s village in rural Zhejiang suddenly opens up unexpected doors and hearts.
It’s one thing to see China’s history in a museum and another to find a 5,000-year-old site right in my husband’s village in China.
Three amazing wild edible plants here in Zhejiang, China that have enchanted me and my Chinese family this Spring — and landed on our daily menu at home.
Though I still equate the word “invitation” with notice, I’m learning to appreciate the beauty in a sudden invite, like my big uncle’s dinner in China.
Matador just published my article titled “How I Learned to Read Chinese.”
For those of you dying to know about my path to fluency, this piece tracks how I left illiteracy in Chinese behind.