Hosting My Parents for the First Time

This week, my parents are visiting New York for the first time.

They’re staying at my apartment, where they met my roommates—and even cooked for them, making traditional Filipino food like chicken adobo and sinigang, some of my favorite dishes from home.

It feels like a milestone in adulthood—being able to host them, share my life here, and treat them in return for everything they’ve done for me.

It’s truly an honor and a blessing.