True story - One evening after dinner, we all sat around talking and I was about six years old (living in Cai Tau Ha, Viet Nam) eating some sweet rice paper sprinkled with sesame seeds. I was rolling the rice paper into a cigar pretended to be smoking, then I started sinking my teeth into the rolled up cigar. My one year old little sister, CH, was crawling around on the big table, let out a bloody scream. Only then I realized that I "accidently" picked up, took a bite of her tiny finger, instead of the rice paper cigar. Honestly, I don't remember how it happened. More than 40 years later, CH claimed that the incident still caused her nightmares!
A blog about our road trips on Route 66, Lincoln Highway, St. Louis, New York, Michigan, etc. (we have been to 37 States, 13 more to visit), about my love of hockey (NHL), football (NFL), coming to America, growing up in Viet Nam, humor that ain't funny and still a lot of ramblings!
SUMMER TIME
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
PLEASE PASS THE KETCHUP BOTTLE
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