ROBERT JI-SONG KU was born in Korea, in the city of Incheon, the birthplace of jjajangmyeon and tangsuyuk, which just might be his death row meal. When he was eight his family moved to Hawai‘i, where he survived on plate lunches at Grace’s, Zip Pacs at Zippy’s, and saimin at McDonald’s. After high school he moved further east, to California, which he considers his Lost Years, having only lousy Seventh-Day Adventist vegetarian food (fake meat!) to eat for five years at his college dining hall. Then he was saved! No, not by the long haired guy who turned water into wine (although that’s a neat trick, if you ask him), but by moving to New York City, where he discovered falafels in Greenwich Village, beef and barley soup at the Kiev, xiaolongbao at Joe’s Shanghai, vindaloo at Jackson Diner (before it was ruined by the hipsters), doro wat at Meskerem, and kalbi cooked over live coal at Kang Suh before they shuttered their doors. Oh, and by some miracle he finished his M.A. in English at NYU and spent two years in the Asian American Studies MA Program at UCLA before completing his Ph.D. in English at the Graduate Center of the City University of New York. And by a bigger miracle he got his first full-time academic job at Hunter College, where he directed the Asian American Studies Program for a couple of years. Then he moved back west briefly and chaired the Department of Ethnic Studies at the California Polytechnic State University in San Luis Obispo, where he discovered his love of Central Coast Pinot and Dungeness crab, and for the first time realized what real strawberries tasted like. Which brings us to the present and a place he calls his “home-away-from-home,” Binghamton, New York, where he is an associate professor of Asian American studies at Binghamton University of the State University of New York. Yes, Binghamton: if we were to be kind, we’d call it the birthplace of the spiedie (sigh). If we were blunt, we’d call it a culinary Waste Land. Sigh. But despite the bad food (except for the amazing Chinese restaurant duo of Moon Star and China Lake), or perhaps because of it, Binghamton is in his heart. After all, this is where he met his wife, where their twin boys were born, where he has a community of dear friends, and where he finished all his books. Oh, and there is also a Wegman’s there! Shantih shantih shantih. But why is Binghamton his home-away-from-home, you might ask. Well, that’s because home is now Culver City, California (which some might call West LA), where his entire family recently relocated to! Hooray! How’s the food in LA, you ask? How are the tacos and burritos, soondubu jjigae and bossam, ramen and sushi, soup dumplings and you name it? That’s easy to answer: Yum!