Recently in my econ class my prof reminded me of the essence of each choice we make: there is always a trade-off. And each choice we make means that there's something else we've given up. You're reading this, hopefully to wring from it a few droplets of pleasure, and you've forgone the opportunity of finishing up the… Continue reading bad breath? suck it up.
Home sweet home - where my mother's banana bread, bedside tales, and tender prayers dwell - I have decided, will not cease to exist because I moved 4,275 km from where I've spent the past ten years of my life. Just as Matthew 18:20 says: "Where two or three gather in my name, there am I with… Continue reading Two Baos in a Steamer