It is always an occasion when Grandma Chiu visits. We never eat better. Of course, I tend to trust new food coming from anyone (except my parents), but this really was special. She made us noodles, fried rice, sauteed spinach, and lots of other good things. And we went up to Buford Highway for dim sum and Chinese bao (sweet buns). I had fallen to about 50th percentile in weight (being sick nonstop will do that to you ... thanks daycare!), but I think I'm back on track now.
I have decided that I like sauce. All kinds of sauce. Anything liquid that one pours on food. Salad dressing, soy sauce, honey, marinara, cheese sauce, whatever. Pour it on. Food to pour it on is optional. I was very upset the other day when I was denied mom's sriracha.
Anyway, Grandma didn't want to miss a chance to celebrate my birthday, so we had a birthday warmup, complete with cake:
I was quite happy until they told me I had to share it.
Let me alleviate your concerns by explaining that that bug is not attacking Grandma. It was one of her birthday presents to me. The man at the store called in a butterfly, although dad insists it is a dragonfly. In any case, I enjoy running around our house with it, knocking things off shelves.
In other news, I am becoming a bit of a photographer, as I may have mentioned in a previous post. Here are a few images from my new exhibit, "Ready for My Closeup: The Human Face in Excruciating Detail":
