From the author: Angela had hoped to work on her cooking during her spare time on the research ship, but when they receive a distress call from a colony, she and her fellow crew members are dispatched to the surface. Once there, they discover that all its inhabitants have been violently slain under mysterious circumstances, circumstances that are not as foreign to Angela as she would like.
Angela loaded pads of dough with morsels of barbecue pork and pulled up the floury edges to pinch them into pouches ready for steaming. She had never been particularly proficient in making cha siu bao and her grandmother always nagged her about being such a lousy cook. A year long space expedition allowed time enough for self-improvement.
This wasn't for Grandma. It was her recipe, but Angela was making it for herself, not because it would impress her.
The only thing she missed was Sunny's...