Kiera Wright-Ruiz

Inside a diner with an egg cream, I was a normal kid happily sipping on a straw. Outside the diner, I was a little girl stuck in the middle of a custody battle that dragged me across the country.

Buff bear bread is part cute internet and part frivolous internet, and it leaves a strong first impression.

I was expecting the usual foreign-to-me food, but then my aunt started a fire and pulled out four unfamiliar iron squares with long rods attached at the ends.