Tuesday, May 26, 2015

10 Foods I Cannot Wait to Eat When I Fly Back to America

As my time in Japan comes to an end and I prepare for summer break back in the US, I can't help but think of all the tastey foods that await me that I cannot get my hands on in Japan. Don't get me wrong I love my Japanese food, however, there is nothing like a big fat juicy burger or a plate of ethnic soul food. You feel me! That feeling of satisfaction where you just want to call everybody and your momma to tell them what plate you just murdered and now you have the "itis". Every summer I wait for this moment.

As I write down my packing list to go home, I am also writing my list of foods and food spots I cannot wait to eat the minute I touched down in America. The anticipation is just that serious!

In no specific order I bring you my stomach:

BACON! BACON! BACON!

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Yes, bacon! That thick cut, juicy, flavor-filled, clog your arteries bacon! I could eat bacon with everything and everyday. In my fives years of living in Japan, I have yet to find REAL bacon! They have "bacon", but if American bacon could talk...it would be calling Japan's bacon every name in the book from fake to poser. I am shocked that the international stores don't carry American bacon. I would pay $20 a pack if it were available. Call me crazy, but bacon should be a staple item in everyones fridge. Fortunately, we have friends that live near an American military base in Japan that can access the commissary and get us bacon a couple times a year. When my bacon arrives I have to freeze it and save it for special occasions like it is turkey on Thanksgiving.

The struggle.

Monday, May 4, 2015

Discover What Holds Black People Back from Traveling and How to Avoid It


Growing up it was ingrained in my mind that Black people don't travel. I believed it. It was not until I discovered Travel Noire that I realized that Black people are in fact traveling the globe and traveling to places you and I probably have never heard of or can even pronounce.

I grew up in the hoods of West Palm Beach and Miami, FL., the only traveling I ever heard of people doing was traveling a few hours to Miami for Memorial Weekend, Orlando for HBCU Florida Classics, and Daytona's Spring Break Freaknik which is pretty much non-existent today, thank you Jesus!

We were barely making it growing up. Traveling a couple hours wasn't even on our radar. My mom didn't even own a car. Traveling was just something that I was taught White and wealthy people did. It was a huge misconception that in a sense hindered me and many others in the Black and Latino community.

Two main reasons that have led me to believe growing up that Black people don't travel are: