Crónicas Nikkei #6 — ¡Itadakimasu 2! Otros sabores de la cultura nikkei

¿Cómo expresa tu identidad la comida que consumes? ¿Cómo la comida te ayuda a conectar a tu comunidad y a reunir a la gente? ¿Qué tipos de recetas han ido pasando de generación en generación en tu familia? ¡Itadakimasu 2!: Otros Sabores de la Cultura Nikkei replanteó el papel de la comida en la cultura nikkei.

En esta serie, le pedimos a nuestros Nima-kai votar por sus historias favoritas y a nuestro Comité Editorial elegir sus favoritas. En total, cuatro historias favoritas fueron elegidas.

Aquí estás las historias favoritas elegidas.

  Editorial Committee’s Selections:

  La elegida por Nima-Kai:

Para saber más sobre este proyecto de escritura >>


Mira también estas series de Crónicas Nikkei:

#1: ¡ITADAKIMASU! Sabores de la cultura nikkei 
#2: Nikkei+ ~ Historias de Lenguaje, Tradiciones, Generaciones y Raza Mixtos ~ 
#3: Nombres Nikkei: ¿Taro, John, Juan, João? 
#4: La Familia Nikkei: Memorias, Tradiciones, y Valoress 
#5: Nikkei-go: El idioma de la familia, la comunidad y la cultura 
#7: Raíces Nikkei: Indagando en Nuestra Herencia Cultural

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