For August Non-Fiction, Jenny Dorsey explores her identity through a symbolic 3-course meal.

"The star is veal sweetbread, an offal deemed acceptable, fancy even, by haute cuisine. In comparison, its lazy and ungrateful counterparts have received no such fanfare. It’s a deceptive aspiration for young Asian American women, searching for love from their families but through the eyes of a white society. A rice roll is made with agar and gelatin instead of typical glutinous rice,... but still evocative of that slimy, slippery texture so off-putting to many. I hid this from my cooking for years, afraid to step out from behind my given place. And finally, sweet and sour sauce, fighting to reclaim itself. This is the Shanghai version and carries fonder memories of youth, dinners of my favorite sauced ribs and shepherd’s purse wontons. Always an eager eater, I would stuff myself as my mother said, 'Don’t eat so fast. This food is like my love.'"