of lace and poplin.
there are times such as these when i really feel domesticated. like when i stroll the streets of town and i see finger nibbles, sweet dessert treats or teck kee baos.. i always feel an incomparable urge to buy something back for the family.
today my aunt generously brought over some cookies for chinese new year (the highlight of my life!) and i began to unpack them and display them in an orderly fashion- almost worthy of martha stewart.. i even thought of giving her a call before stopping to remind myself that she's probably still driving.
such days really makes me wonder what my american counterparts in the 1950s' fought for...