Growing up in a predominately white area and having few Asian friends, I always got jokes about how I was not really Asian. And yes, I am guilty of making these jokes too.
But when I went to dim sum today with members of APALSA (the Asian law students group), I realized how many "Asian" parts of my upbringing that I just take for granted. Some of my friends who came along with me, including Alex, had never had the amazingness known as dim sum before.
Although I was no ordering pro like one of my friends who took charge for us and spoke in Mandarin (or is it Cantonese?) to the servers, I at least know that the carts that come out first are not the good stuff. Many novices fall into that trap. I also know what were my favorites (mmm, bbq pork stuffed bun baos) and what I do not like (the custard tartlets). I am glad I finally appreciate good Asian food after spending much of my childhood eating just rice at restaurants.