I am Nordic. Oh, I tan easily enough. Through the summer, my skin turns a golden brown, deepening as the months go by—and the color lingers and lasts. I’m still brownish even at mid-winter. But no matter how you cut it, I am Nordic—so Nordic that no amount of tanning or cosmetic surgery could ever conceal that indisputable fact. My inside though, is not so Nordic. I grew up in Taiwan, where the culture, weather, language, and rituals intertwined with my Nordic-ness and formed