Author: Sana Kadri

I visited my Indian-American family last month and we had our first full-blown family argument on racism in the U.S. At first, I couldn't understand how my family could react with such fierce anti-blackness and internalized white supremacy.  Then, this week, when a thousand of us marched across the Claremont Colleges

Recently, I have been considering the identity of the expatriate artist with measured amounts of hope and dismay. To begin simply: What would it mean for me to be an artist of Indian origin choosing to live and work in the Los Angeles art world? It would mean that I could likely

I don't like the term 'California cuisine.' The food fairy godmother Alice Waters coined the term that loosely translates to local, seasonal, freshly prepared, farmers' market-driven fusion food with French, Japanese, Mexican and Italian influences. In this wacky age of eating as entertainment (see T.V. shows such as “Cupcake Wars,” “Master

“To travel is to encounter the terrorizing force of white supremacy. The concept of travel as we know it is a way of holding onto imperialism.” – bell hooks My parents and I disagree on this 'white supremacy' thing. It begins with a stray comment about race and usually ends

In spite of what some people may call me, I am not a hippie nor am I a hipster. There you go—I said it. Most days, I find it comforting to have a secure set of so-called hippie-hipster values with which I generally agree, such as food in a way

As I pushed my shopping cart through the aisles of Trader Joe’s a couple of weeks ago, my mother was updating me about the recent prominent Mumbai rape case over the phone. The gang rape of a 22-year-old photojournalist in an abandoned mill in South Mumbai, long considered one of