Dr.

Against all odds, I became Dr. Huang a few months ago. Not the kind of doctor that can help with your migraines and back pain, but the kind that can wax quixotic about the human condition -- its joy and suffering, its sameness and difference.

I don't write much anthropology these days, and I'm sure I've lost all of my credentials as a blogger. Still, I'm not saying goodbye. I'm putting my toe back in the water because I miss writing about the small things, like the way a steamy dumpling can be pure happiness.

In August, I'll be on vacation in Mexico and will be on high alert for the gifts imparted by the goddess of small things.