Personal Narrative: My Cultural Identity

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I feel like my cultural identity is best served with something sweet. My favorite dessert that my late grandmother used to make for the family or friends called “cascaron”. Cascaron is a Filipino dessert that is basically dough balls, made of coconut, flour, and water mixed and deep fried until it’s golden brown then covered with syrup of sugar. When you look at cascaron it’s all golden brown ball with glazed with syrup. What people don’t realize until they take a bite of it, that it’s white and chewy like mochi on the inside. Mostly everyone is like that a mixture of different ethnicities, races, cultures, etc. and with that everyone has their own uniqueness. I am many ethnicities but my cultures fall more with my Asian part of me like my

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