Just kidding, Merry Christmas.
Last week, company joined my roommate and I. My mom visited for four nights, his g/f came to town (and is here for another week), and we had some friends over during the weekend. We ate tons of food and played plenty of games.
The roommate and his g/f cooked up some delicious Korean food Tuesday night. Some bulkoki and some other dishes were prepared. Plenty was served up, so there were leftovers for a few days.
My mother and I went out to a Polish restaurant here in Houston. From the outside, it looks a little shady; however, the inside is quite nice, and very warm. While I’ve never been to Europe, nor do I have any desire to venture there, the interior felt very homey and very European. Most people there, staff and patrons alike, spoke the native tongue, and most people seemed to know each other. My mother is of Polish descent–though not first generation–so it seemed familiar to some places she’s visited and grown up in. And as a bonus to this, Polish Christmas carols were playing on the radio.