Over the weekend we went to visit my Grandma. And while we were there we went to Dragon 2000. Dragon is "our" restaurant. And by our, I don't mean my and Arnold's, although we did eat lunch there with my family right after we got married. By "our" I mean me, my Grandma and Arnold's restaurant. Every time we visit my Grandma we go with her to "The Dragon". We've been going there together so long that we remember when the Year "2000" was still the future.
The three of us have spent so much time together at that restaurant, laughing, eating and teasing each other. Once we even sat there for 3 hours while eating the most epic Chinese banquet ever ordered. Now that Elian has joined the family, the four of us go. He doesn't yet understand the wonder that is honey walnut prawns or crab rangoon but I'm delighted to report that my little one is progressing quite well in understanding the Dragon: last Saturday of his own accord he started using chopsticks to shovel rice into his mouth like a pro. You guys! He's not even 3 years old yet!?
I won't lie. I can barely contain my pride.
Happy Valentine's Day to each of you. May your life be filled with magical moments at Chinese restaurants with the ones you love!