Last night around 10:30pm there was a knock on my apartment door. I opened it and, for the sake of needing a nickname here, was greeted by Asia. His family had celebrated the Chinese New Year yesterday and I had been invited. Originally I was going to attend, his mother had invited me, but then decided not to. Much of his family would be in attendance and I didn't think it appropriate that I be there because it was a family thing. I'm not his family.
So there stood Asia at my door in front of me, with a bag.
He took his shoes off, I took his jacket, and then he walked into my kitchen. He opened the bag he had brought and inside it was a full course meal cooked by his mom and packaged up for me -- an appetizer, side dishes, a main dish of meat and rice, and even some desserts.
I hadn't attended Asia's family Chinese New Year celebration but they had sent him to my home with an entire meal for me. I had sent Asia to them with various fruit gifts he had helped me pick out and some candy for the kids but I never thought they'd share their holiday meal with me.
I was so touched.
Today I got to enjoy some of their festive foods for my lunch and the sentiment behind it all made it taste all that more delish.
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