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    Green Tea Soba Noodle Salad

    January sure is flying by, isn’t it? We’re already halfway through the month! This is crazy! Only 17 days ago we celebrated the new calendar year. But do you know what other new year is rolling around? Chinese New Year … Continue reading

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    Mango Sticky Rice

    In Dallas, there’s a modern Thai-Vietnamese restaurant called Malai Kitchen that has one of my—and my family’s—absolute favorite desserts: mango sticky rice. It’s to die for! I don’t even need to eat there for a meal… all I need is dessert! … Continue reading

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    Udon Stir Fry with Bok Choy and Vegetables

    I’ve always loved udon noodles, whether it was in a stir fry or in a soup. Maybe that was a product of living in Tokyo as a baby, but I’m not sure. Maybe a love for udon noodles—or noodles of … Continue reading

Mango Sago

Whenever I look at the calendar on my wall, I always find myself shocked that it’s already August. Summer is nearly over, and for most of my friends (and my younger brother), school is starting in a matter of days. Not weeks or months—days.

The feeling of a waning summer hasn’t really set in for me yet, mostly because Stanford University, where I’ll be an incoming freshman this school year, follows the quarter system, so my move-in date isn’t until mid-September! (The flip side, of course, is that I’ll be taking midterms in May while everyone else is beginning their summer breaks.)


It really has felt like an eternal summer for me. But even though the days have been getting shorter (technically) and everyone has been buzzing about going back to school, the mangoes are still sweet—summer must still be going in full force. Continue reading

To the next four years: an update

I’m really, really excited for the next four years. For those of you who don’t know, I’ll be attending Stanford University in Palo Alto, California, starting this September, and I really just can’t be more excited.

Just earlier this month, I was actually in the midst of a really tough decision between Stanford University and Brown University in Providence, Rhode Island, but in the end, I picked Stanford for a few reasons… and some of those reasons actually do impact this blog!

Over the past year, I’ve been growing increasingly concerned about environmental and sustainability issues. Climate change is a real and growing problem that threatens world food supplies and even the very existence of island nations (including my birth country, the Philippines), which could displace between 50 million to 200 million people by 2050; the fracking boom has been causing earthquakes in my home city Dallas, yet the Texas state government refuses to let the Dallas suburbs ban the practice; developed and developing countries alike continue to pollute the air with more carbon emissions; and while one likely U.S. presidential candidate rates miles ahead of her presumed opponent on environmental protection, her proposals—even assuming they get passed by Congress—don’t seem to be enough to rapidly switch to renewable energy and protect the planet from 2 degree warming.

It was because of these concerns that I found myself completely in love with the Bay Area. At the very end of April, I flew out to California with my mom to attend Stanford’s Admit Weekend. But before that, we visited a friend who works at Facebook’s main campus at Menlo Park. Needless to say, it was completely and utterly beautiful! Continue reading

Lumpiang Gulay (Vegetable Spring Roll)

It sure has been a while. Since I’ve last posted, a lot has been going on in my family (more information on my personal blog), and it’s been an important reminder of the importance of family.

Family is an interesting concept. I could say my family is my mom, my dad, and my little brother Jude, but there’s so much more to the word “family” that transcends just a list of the people in my household. To me, family is just as much about heritage, traditions, collective experiences, and shared meals as it is about the people I live with. And one meal we’ve shared a lot is lumpia, a type of fried spring roll originally of Chinese origin but is now very common in the Philippines and Indonesia. (The word “gulay” just refers to the fact it’s made of vegetables, which is perfect for your Meatless Mondays!)



Partially because I’m only half Filipino and partially because I live in the United States, I’ve always felt disconnected from my Filipino heritage even though it shapes a large part of who I am. That’s why I find it so important for me to continue trying new Filipino food, learning how to make certain recipes, and keeping these recipes documented somewhere. At the end of the day, even small recipes like these are a part of what makes up my family—a part of the heritage and traditions passed down through my mother’s side.



My mom first introduced lumpiang gulay to me while I was in middle school, and when we decided to not eat meat for a period of time, it made for a great meal that fit our dietary preferences at the time. Even though I still do eat meat (although I may go vegetarian again once I leave for college next year), lumpiang gulay is still something we continue to eat in my home.


Now that my grandma from the Philippines has been in town, I’ve also realized that she and my mom have very different ways of eating lumpiang gulay, a huge shock to me since I always assumed the way my mom ate it was the normal way. My mom likes to cut into the lumpia lengthwise and pour in the garlic sauce that way, whereas my grandma eats it the “normal” way—dipping it into the sauce and eating it like any other spring roll. I personally think the way my grandma eats it makes way more sense, but for some reason my mom continues to eat it the way she does.


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Mom’s Spaghetti

Ever since I was young, I’ve always thought that my mom makes the best spaghetti ever. And I do mean that very seriously—nothing compares to the orange heaven that is my mom’s spaghetti. A few years ago, a family friend from Italy invited us over for dinner. While she made some of the most delicious pastas I’ve ever had, my mom’s spaghetti still reigns supreme.

In the Philippines, spaghetti is seen more as a snack than a full-fledged meal, and it’s usually very sweet when compared to the spaghetti we eat here in the United States. That’s why if you go to Jollibee or a McDonald’s in the Philippines, you’ll notice the spaghetti will taste totally different! (And, yes! They have spaghetti!) My mom says that every Filipino person has a different way of making their spaghetti. Hers has more garlic, is less sweet, and uses bacon instead of hot dogs. But for what it lacks in sugar, it makes up for in flavor.


In the summer before ninth grade, I took a cooking class as part of Senior DECATS, a selective summer program only available to academically talented students who attended a Catholic middle school. It was my first real exposure to cooking—and also where I learned I enjoy tasting food more than making it! For our biggest group cooking challenge, we had to prepare the best spaghetti we could.

Well, actually, we were told we needed to find one of the teaching assistants who had been hidden in the park across the street, with the first group getting to pick their ingredients first—much like a MasterChef competition. But that’s a story my thirteen-, almost fourteen-year-old self told on my personal blog, Kuya’s Notebook, after it happened, complete with blurry iPhone pictures and full recollections of middle school students trying to get out of cleaning for the day. Continue reading

Welcome to Bok Choy and Broccoli! (Yes, we’re back!)

Wow, it sure has been a while, hasn’t it?

It’s been a little over a year since I last posted on here, and a lot has changed. I decided to move back to WordPress.com and stop paying for hosting. A bunch of craziness has happened in my personal life, which I’d rather not get into here. I’ve stopped being a vegetarian/pescatarian/self-righteous-“plant-eater”-who-actually-still-eats-meat… whatever I was! But most importantly, I’ve figured out what I want from Bok Choy and Broccoli.

Food is a universally important aspect of my culture, your culture, our world’s culture. We may like and eat very different things—and we may start combining foods to make something new!—but at its very core, food is something that brings us together. It shapes us.

Bok Choy and Broccoli is my story told through food. It’s about the story of my family, the story of our shared experiences, and the story of who I am, who I have become, and who I am becoming—just with more food pictures.

This blog started as a way to document the foods that my mom made in our house: mostly some type of Asian food that she put her own twist on. But that doesn’t mean we don’t eat a lot of other foods. Through this blog, I want to share you with my food. Our food. Now that I’m one year away from leaving for college (sorry Mom and Dad, but I’m not staying in Dallas!), I want this blog to go forward with me no matter where life takes me.

Because of this, I’ve decided to not force Bok Choy and Broccoli to stay vegetarian. I eat some meats, and I’d like to share the stories and recipes of foods that aren’t completely plant-based. Some recipes in the future will still be vegetarian (or easily adaptable to be vegetarian/vegan!), but I don’t want to limit what I can share.

I want this blog to be like you’re having a meal with me, like you’re getting to know me over a meal. So the focus won’t be entirely on recipes like it has been. Sometimes it’ll just be stories, other times it’ll be just pictures. Or maybe it’ll be a mix of both. Like how you can’t plan life, I don’t want to plan too much with this blog.

I’ll see you soon. I promise!

– Joshua

A Special Birthday at Rasika

If you don’t like Indian food, we can’t be friends.

With a different mix of sauces and spices in every dish, there’s something about Indian food that I find truly special. There’s so much energy in Indian food—an energy that also moved east to Southeast Asia in the foods of countries like Thailand and Malaysia—that the food is just so much fun to eat. Indian food is practically an edible party.


A lot of people I know simply can’t handle the pungent flavors of South Asia, but I don’t associate myself with them. (Or at the very least, we don’t eat much together.)

On June 18, I celebrated my sixteenth birthday at Rasika in Washington, D.C. Well-known for their Indian cuisine, Rasika attracts many eager food enthusiasts to come and try their food, including President Barack Obama, who ate at Rasika on his birthday as well.


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Green Tea Soba Noodle Salad

January sure is flying by, isn’t it? We’re already halfway through the month! This is crazy! Only 17 days ago we celebrated the new calendar year. But do you know what other new year is rolling around?

Chinese New Year is coming just around the corner, and I can’t exactly say I’m ready for it. By the stroke of midnight on January 31, the calendar shifts over from the current Year of the Snake to the Year of the Horse!


A few weeks ago I went to the Chinese Lantern Festival in Dallas and they devoted a whole section to the Chinese Zodiac. I’ve heard a couple different legends on how Chinese New Year began, but the one presented at the Chinese Lantern Festival was that once upon a time, the Jade Emperor summoned all the animals to a meeting. Only 11 of them, plus the dragon, arrived, and the Jade Emperor rewarded them by giving each of them a calendar year in the order that they arrived in. Because the Rat arrived first, it got the first calendar year that begins the 12-year Chinese Zodiac.


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