Crying in H Mart
Cut along the dashed lines and pass the cards around the table.
What is a food from your childhood that instantly transports you somewhere, and who is standing in that memory with you?
Was there a passage or scene in the book that made you want to put it down for a minute, in the best way? What were you feeling?
Michelle finds comfort in the aisles of H Mart. Where is your version of H Mart, the place that wraps around you like a hug?
The book treats cooking as a love language. What dish has someone made for you that felt like being cared for, and what would you cook for someone you love?
How did the book sit with you when it talked about feeling caught between cultures or identities? Did anything resonate with your own life?
Grief in this memoir shows up in unexpected, everyday moments. Did the book gently shift how you think about loss, missing someone, or holding onto them?
Without spoiling anything, was there a moment between Michelle and her mom that softened you or stayed with you after you closed the book? What about it lingered?
If you could tuck a note into this book for Michelle, or for someone in your own life it made you think of, what would you want it to say?