Really regretting not taking any pictures of my dinner last night. But I was so excited to eat, there was no time to capture anything for prosperity. Prosperity was in the eating. In a last minute urge to celebrate the lunar new year (i.e. eat dumplings), I had a few folks over- folks who had nothing better to do on a Saturday night- and put them to work making dumplings to our hearts' delight. Well, some hearts' delight. Some people scolded others for not making dumplings as pretty as his dexterous Japanese fingers would allow. And then told Mer that her fried edamames aren't to be eaten, but thrown to feed the new year monsters. Yeah, I don't know either. I think Kos was just bitter that his country sold out and celebrates the new year in January. And that he went to the lesser of Maine's small liberal arts schools (though not Colby-phew).
Photos I would have posted had I had them:
[hot & sour soup]
[shrimp pork dumplings]
[sticky rice]
[red bean rice cakes]
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