A Perfect Weekend

Friday night, Saturday night – every Shimonoseki night – we are back at Nandan. Last night, tonight – we come so often the owner comps our nan and tonight our lassies, too. We overflow our table with shopping bags, engulf the restaurant in our chatter and overrun it with our laughter. He is brimming over with love and me with chicken piyaza (by all accounts, they taste the same).  The clock chimes train departure, and we rush to leave. It seems the only thing we are short on – is time.

Jamie, Callie and me

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~ by C on February 27, 2010.

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