From China, With Love

Six months ago I sat in a hotel room with my husband, Craig, in Guangzhou, China, and had my first meal with my newly adopted 11-year-old Cantonese daughter, Fong Chong. The main course of that meal was some explosively spicy pickled chicken feet, which Fong Chong had picked out earlier that day during our first shopping trip, only a couple hours after we first met her. I hadn’t come this far — 18 months of adoption paperwork and 8,000 miles — to not share in this first meal. So I ate the chicken feet. And I liked them.

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