I have two anecdotes for today relative to shopping in Chinatown.
One: According to non-asians, pink bags only come from Chinatown. I didn't notice until I would go back to the office after shopping in Chinatown, and my co-worker would always say, "Pink bag from Chinatown!" At least our bags always have a nice flower and say "Thank you."
Two: The last time that we went grocery shopping in Chinatown, I tried to convince my friend that it was relatively sanitary and safe. That was, of course before we found a live cat sleeping on top of a cardboard box between the bok choy and open freezer full of frozen fish balls.
Unfortunately, this was a little less eventful. We did, however, end up with at least 4 big pink bags.
Today was rather eventful, so it was hard to pick just one photo. I started as a personal shuttle for my parents at the butt crack of dawn, hence the photo of the sun rising behind the Bay bridge. Then it was a mini day trip to the Charles Schulz museum prefaced by a plate of bbq bologna at Guy Fieri's restaurant. Fun!!!
There's always a need for volunteers at St. Gregory's food pantry if you're interested. That means there's also the potential to get kicked around by my mom since she's there every Friday.
If you're ever in the Mission and in need of a giant "Tails" from Sonic the hedgehog, or a giant octopus hat looks like Grimace from the back, I now know where to look. Just doing the random stroll for furniture with my favorite Mission resident.
