Mooncake festival

Last night was Eric L's birthday; I was unaware. It wasn't until Kit made mention of it half-way through dinner that I knew. We ate at Tomoe. At six o'clock, the rain coming down hard, there was no line. By seven a line had formed, even in the rain.

After dinner we walked to Chinatown to find a bakery open and selling mooncakes. The rain soaked my shoes, washing the dust of Turkey off of them and into the sewers of New York. We shared a white lotus moon cake. Eric had a pineapple mooncake, Elisa red bean. We couldn't admire the moon for the clouds.

When I returned I had an email from Ian. He had taken photos of the moon and sent them around. And so, in my room in New York, listening to the rain, I sat and admired the moon in Vancouver. Posted by eku at September 29, 2004 12:40 PM