At the end of June, Andy and I decided we were sick of Chinese food. Even though we have found a few lovely little Chinese restaurants nearby, the same old, same old was dull. We missed food from home… so we started asking ourselves where we could get some real American food—not Chinesified American food… Continue reading Independence Day in Shanghai
Do you know the Noodle Man? We do, and we love his noodles as much as we love his effort to communicate with us!
Mondays are one of the only weeknights Andy and I get to spend together. Even though I teach until 6:00, Monday nights are better than Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday nights because Andy doesn’t have class. We typically plan to eat together and catch up a little or relax. Last night, Andy texted me that he… Continue reading Pasta catastrophe
Today we finally let ourselves shop at the European grocery stores in Suzhou, which are notably more expensive but have products we recognize (and really miss!).
When I got to the checkout, though, I didn’t have enough cash for the items I chose. I tried using my American credit card (which is readily accepted at Sam’s Club and IKEA), but they don’t take it at Wal-Mart. (Go figure.)
I was mortified.
This past Tuesday A. flew to Shanghai. Boy, was it tough to watch him go. I worried for him even though we prepared together the best we could. I suppose that’s what happens when you love someone. I was up half the night checking his flight status, even though I know a 14 hour flight… Continue reading Halfway gone