Olivia Guess (United States) published:
PROMPT: Food Writing Competition 2020
There was something about my grandma’s kitchen that made me feel so at home. It was dark, messy, and always smelled of fish sauce, but I loved it anyways. My sister and I would sit down at the round table, the plastic sheet over top the gray-blue tablecloth glistening from the yellow ceiling light. My grandma, we called her Ba, would clamber up the staircase from the garage with a tray full of fresh egg rolls. My siblings and...
6 months ago