If I thought that having brown sugar made me homesick, I about lost it when I finally found a decent asian supermarket. Miles of noodles, dried mushrooms, and 70 different soup stock kits that all smelt just like the Sunset Super on Irving Street. I was happy to get out with a pound of cinnamon sticks, pho noodles, a huge bag of bean sprouts, and some tofu without crying or buying out the whole store.
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Reminds me my mom promised to write down the recipe for the noodle soup thing. Hard for me to push her on that as I have yet to finish the thank you cards *cough*
yoshi
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