My flatmate lent me this beautiful, moving memoir by Michelle Zauner (the lead singer of Japanese Breakfast), which is all about her losing her mum to cancer in her 20s. Her prose is gentle, precise and insightful, as she tries to make sense of her mum, and her half-Korean identity now that her link to it has left this world, through their shared relationship with, and love of, Korean food. Highly recommend - I don't even listen to Japanese Breakfast; she's just a brilliant, soulful writer in her own right 🍳
