On Remembering – A Review of Michelle Zauner’s Crying in H Mart

“Ever since my mother died, I cry in H Mart.”

This story spoke so loudly to me. I never knew my own mother long enough to make any kind of connection – nothing cultural. I lost her when I was only six.

Michelle Zauner writes in detail about growing up half Korean and half Caucasian. How she felt closer to her mom through her mom’s cooking and how certain dishes are comfort food as it reminds her of her mother. The dish that was always served with every meal, the labor intensive dishes her mom spent on preparing in advance, the labors of love. It also documents Zauner not taking an interest into cooking until after learning her mom has cancer and is too late.

It’s a story of not knowing to appreciate something until it’s too late – in this case – her mother. In a sense, even though the story fell kind of flat like most people have complained, it connects us from more of an emotional standpoint. It’s her and her mom’s story, and she’s sharing that with the world.

If you’re looking for something that has more depth into it – then this probably isn’t for you. But if you’re looking for something that has sentimental sort of connection then I would definitely recommend!


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