my goodies.

my goodies.

I just got back from Taiwan a couple of weeks ago and last night I found myself talking to someone who has family there. Now talking about Taiwan would provoke emotions about family, etc. in, I dunno, most nice grandkids, but most of all I found myself rhapsodizing about the food. Call me an uncaring bastard, but when you have such goodies at hand, it's hard to think about anything else.