The essay was rejected. A form letter, kind but generic: "Thank you for submitting. Unfortunately, this piece is not right for us at this time." At this time. As if my essay about miso soup and motherhood might be right for them at another time, perhaps a time when three AM kitchen confessions are trending, which they are not and probably never will be.
I read the rejection while Miya napped and I felt the familiar collapse — not dramatic, not a crisis, just the slow deflation of a hope I had been carrying carefully, like a bowl of soup I was trying not to spill. I spilled it. The hope pooled on the floor and I looked at it and thought: clean it up. Try again. Nakamuras do not stop at the first rejection. Nakamuras do not stop at the tenth. We are a family that survived internment. A form letter is not internment. A form letter is nothing. Clean it up. Try again.
I made comfort food all week. Omurice — the Japanese omelet rice, ketchup-flavored fried rice wrapped in a thin omelet, the ultimate Japanese comfort food, the food that says "you are seven years old and everything is fine." I drew a heart on top with ketchup, the way the restaurants do in Japan, the way Fumiko never does because Fumiko considers ketchup hearts frivolous, and I ate it with the curtains open and the February rain falling and I let the food do what food does: hold you when you cannot hold yourself.
Brian noticed I was quiet. He asked if I was okay. I said I was fine, which is the lie I tell most often and most fluently. He did not push. Brian never pushes into my quiet spaces. This is either respect or avoidance and I genuinely cannot tell the difference anymore, and the inability to tell the difference is, I think, the thing that will eventually end this marriage. Not anger. Not betrayal. Just the slow accumulation of "fine" when fine is a lie and neither of us has the courage to say so.
I submitted the essay to another magazine. Same essay, different inbox. The vulnerability does not decrease with repetition. It increases, because now the rejection is data, and data feeds the anxiety, and the anxiety says: see, no one wants this. But I submitted it anyway. Because the alternative to submission is silence, and I have been silent long enough.
Omurice got me through the worst of the week, but by Friday I wanted something I could share—something that felt less like hiding and more like feeding. Sticky sesame chicken has that same quality the ketchup heart does: it’s a little sweet, a little indulgent, unapologetically comforting, and it does not ask you to justify needing it. I made a big pan of it, left the curtains open, and let the glossy, sesame-flecked sauce be proof that trying again is worth it.
Sticky Sesame Chicken
Prep Time: 10 minutes | Cook Time: 20 minutes | Total Time: 30 minutes | Servings: 4
Ingredients
- 1 1/2 lbs boneless, skinless chicken thighs, cut into 1-inch pieces
- 2 tablespoons cornstarch
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1/4 teaspoon black pepper
- 2 tablespoons neutral oil (vegetable or avocado)
- 3 cloves garlic, minced
- 1 teaspoon fresh ginger, grated
- 1/4 cup low-sodium soy sauce
- 3 tablespoons honey
- 1 tablespoon rice vinegar
- 1 tablespoon sesame oil
- 1 tablespoon toasted sesame seeds
- 2 green onions, thinly sliced
- Steamed white rice, for serving
Instructions
- Coat the chicken. In a large bowl, toss the chicken pieces with cornstarch, salt, and pepper until evenly coated.
- Sear the chicken. Heat oil in a large skillet or wok over medium-high heat. Add the chicken in a single layer and cook, undisturbed, for 3—4 minutes until golden on the bottom. Flip and cook another 3 minutes until cooked through. Work in batches if needed to avoid crowding the pan.
- Build the sauce. Reduce heat to medium. Push the chicken to one side and add garlic and ginger to the empty part of the pan. Cook, stirring, for about 30 seconds until fragrant.
- Glaze and finish. Add soy sauce, honey, rice vinegar, and sesame oil to the pan. Stir everything together and let the sauce simmer for 2—3 minutes, tossing the chicken frequently, until the sauce thickens and coats the chicken in a sticky glaze.
- Serve. Spoon over steamed rice and top with toasted sesame seeds and sliced green onions.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 390 | Protein: 34g | Fat: 16g | Carbs: 24g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 680mg