Holy shit, I love your writing. Gobbled up the whole thing in one sitting. As a trans, disabled, Vietnamese person, I found a lot of myself in Amadeus (also very clever naming there). I relate to feeling disconnected from the language/culture because my parents just didn't teach it to me growing up. The description of the dishes had me feeling nostalgic. They painted such a vivid and accurate image of the dishes we have at home. I could practically taste the food through the words.