Rice is a significant part of my life and it all began with my grandma’s own travel story. Upon the surrender of Japanese troops, my grandma and her sister set sail for home in Hong Kong. It was just these two little, but incredibly brave ladies trekking through a sea roaming with pirates. They carried with them two precious items, my grandma’s infant daughter and a bag of rice. With nothing to defend themselves, they decided to sail in the shadow of a warship and it was this move that allowed them to safely reach home. Rice is therefore not just a important staple food, but for me, carries an important story.