Being hapa means maybe your hair doesn’t go with your face, or maybe your skin doesn’t go with your eyes, or maybe you eat meatloaf with rice, instead of mashed potatoes (guilty!).
Not to be confusing, but hapanings isn’t necessarily about the experience of being hapa. It is, however, a mixture (perhaps, more accurately, a jumble) of thoughts and observations from my hapa brain. Some of the pieces will be funny, some nostalgic, others sentimental. They will, for the most part, be personal essays (with maybe a few recipes thrown in), which means they will be personal. So please, if you choose to comment, keep in mind the words of Henry James: “Three things in human life are important: the first is to be kind; the second is to be kind; and the third is to be kind.”