In my life of Chinese banquets for every new baby, graduation, wedding or reunion, there was always one thing I wanted most. Steamed buns. Oh, yes, & the little sauces, & savory fillings, & bits of herb to stuff inside. There was only enough for one, maybe two. It was special.
But now that we are grown, & can make our own. Well. This is what I am eating tonight. Filled with all things San Francisco: a bit of Mexican, Hawaiian, Chinese, Japanese, Filipino & Cambodian, Korean, & Ethiopian. Yup. Steamed bun bar.
Maya Hackett Curious. Grateful. Delighted. Pollinator.
Moves towards life, beauty, magic. Head on Earth, listening for what's needed. Transforms, sharing your light offline, at impossible speeds. Home birthing, urban*steading, unschooled mom of four. Fashion stylist, publisher. Fundraiser, multi-founder. Legacy Architect. Often sleeps at sea, for clarity + support. Gratefully collects minute bits of grace, spins it out as community caramel. With blessed help of thousands, On Purpose.