A review by iwasalilacsky
Crying in H Mart by Michelle Zauner

emotional reflective sad

4.0

Was this flawless, stunning writing? No, but it was real and intimate. 
Michelle Zauner wrote this in a way that made me truly feel like I was a fly on the wall, and I was nearly uncomfortable for intruding.  It seems almost insensitive to rate this memoir. This was like her private journal that I shouldn't be reading, but couldn't step away from. 
I did not cry, although it was almost difficult at times not to. I didn't realize how affected I would feel and had to take pauses in between since I currently have a difficult relationship with my mother, but have nostalgia of our past. Others could probably separate themselves from relating to this story, but Zauner pulled me in and it was hard to detach myself as someone who is a first generation American with a mom with who is strict on her and loves to cook. Maybe that is why this memoir truly resonates with me.
I will say for those who are grieving someone they may have lost - this could be a very triggering story, but if you want someone who can share and connect with that pain then Michelle Zauner will give you that to you and not shy away from the ugly and heartache of it. 

You will now find me in my kitchen for the next couple of months with ingredients from my local H Mart trying new Korean dishes and making memories with my loved ones.