My parents were party fanatics. Whenever there was a holiday, the celebration was at our house. A birthday? A promotion? A new car? Any excuse to throw a party, and our doors were wide open. I always ...

At my house, when the batter hits the hot skillet and makes the “sssssee-oh” sizzling sound, everyone stops and waits for the banh xeo. Hot from the pan and fragrant from a touch of coconut milk, the ...