Sunday, November 23, 2008

some things never change

My mom's brother lives in Tokyo, so I don't see him very much. I think I haven't had a conversation with him longer than five minutes in over ten years. Anyway, last month he came to visit, and during a family dinner he suddenly turned around and asked me (in Chinese), "Do you still like Pocky?" I thought that was pretty random but I answered in the affirmative, and thought that was the end of it.

Wrong! Two weeks ago, I received a shipment from Japan. It was a giant box of assorted Pocky from my uncle. Pretty sweet.

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