All posts tagged: Texas

[Poem] “Narratives” by Soudary Kittivong-Greenbaum

Published by littlelaosontheprairie

Last month, Little Laos on the Prairie celebrated its 4th Anniversary promoting the Lao renaissance in writing and arts. An idea sparked by the founder’s drive for creating a better world for her daughter, today, the blog finds readers in every corner of the Earth. — Narratives, whether you know it or not, are being written about you, all the time. That mom, she is always frayed in the morning, rushing her kid off to school. Why is she so short with him? That mom, she is always telling me what to do. I want to finish playing, finish my chocolate milk, before I go. Oh, my head hurts. Why is so so impatient with me? That mom, she is a little protective, don’t you think? We do the best, it was an accident. Does she not know we have many kids to look after? Why? Why? Recently at a conference on kids’ social emotional health, the universe seated me at a table with someone whose work I had been following; who creates space for …

Becoming a Lao Restauranteur: Eric Virakhone Panya

Published by littlelaosontheprairie

When I first moved to Fort Worth, Texas in July 2013, I was told that there was vibrant Lao community nearby. In fact, according to the U.S. Census, there are about 10,000 Laotian Americans in the Dallas-Fort Worth Metroplex alone. Out of that 10,000, about 3,000 reside in the Fort Worth Area. I was excited; perhaps adjusting to life in Texas wouldn’t be too hard with a Lao community nearby and most of all, Lao comfort food readily available right around the corner. A quick Yelp! search led me to Sikhay Restaurant in Northeast Fort Worth. I decided to take the 20 minute drive out there and check it out. The restaurant was located on a non-descript corner of a strip mall, right next to a Lao hair salon and a pawn shop. The sign up top looked like it was hand written decades ago. I walked in and ordered Larb Dip, Gang Kao Lao, and Khao Niew.  As you can probably imagine, the restaurant had that home grown type of feel. It was a …