I decided to drive across the United States and move back to Chicago, where I lived for four years. The reasons are complicated and I won’t talk about it, but in simple terms, it is to continue on the road and have more freedom. Before leaving this week, I ate glutinous rice balls, ultra-authentic Vietnamese beef noodles, turrón nougat brought back from my hometown by a Spanish friend, and ate delicious food with my classmates at the back table of junior high school...