Pork Buns

One of the many things I love about my husband is his love of other cultures and their food. The first thing he wanted to eat when we got to China Town a couple weeks ago was pork buns. He came out of the little shop with a bag of sweet bean buns and pork buns and we all munched down. He has a strange love and devotion to Kim Chee (Pickled cabbage) a Korean food. The last time we ate Mexican he ordered a huge bowl of Menudo (which had cow intestines in it I believe). He loves all curries and has chowed down on the weekly goat our African neighbors bbq (they bring a whole dead goat home, chop the head off and burn off all the hair, I can not describe the smell). He loves the people too, I remember saying a few times after we were married that John was a really a Chinese man stuck inside a white man's body. I thought he would eat Chinese food everyday if he could. I guess his side of our wedding party shows it too, His brother (white), Sam(Fijian), Noble(Chinese), and Charles(African American). So anyway this is one of the many things I love about John. He just loves people and he has genuine curiosity and respect for everyone. I love that he will influence our kids to do the same.