Asia

I love this asian restaurant here in Germany named "Asia". Sister Jones and her family took Bob and me out there tonight. They didn't tell me that they were going to tell the restaurant that it was my birthday.

This guy comes around the corner with a firework candle thing. People begin to sing happy birthday. When the song is over I ask "Am I meant to blow it out?" Apparently not, so I allow it to finish its flame. Then, the waiter comes back with my gift. A nice set of glass or ceramic chop sticks.

Where is that going to fit in my luggage?