So all this shopping chatter has really gotten my appetite going. Once the eyes are stimulated by fashion candy, the belly follows suit and all I crave is some really good VN food. Or a sinful chocolate cake. The former reminds me of one of the spectacular meals (that my mom didn’t make, though she knows how to crank this …
My Very Zen St. Patrick’s Day
 I wake up with nothing green to wear today, but my reward for visiting my parents is starting the day with stuff that I usually eat at home (fruits, purple yam, fresh corn, etc.), except it gets served up like this:  That’s my version of a breakfast of champions. But my meal this morning quickly turns into a …