That caught my eye and gave me a good laugh as I read about the new exotic fusion restaurant in the newspaper. I wondered if my wife Judith intentionally left the paper on the kitchen table conveniently opened to the dining section for me to see. Judith has many fine attributes; subtlety is not one of them. We met soon after I graduated college. I took a year off to backpack my way through Asia and the Middle East. One day while trekking through Shanghai, I stopped at a noodle and dumpling place.
I was drawn to the sound of feminine laughter coming from the next table. There were two pretty blondes who looked to be around my age; I asked if I could join them and they agreed. Judith and Eunice were cousins from England on holiday. I hit it off quite well with Judith and we agreed to meet the next night for dinner. After that night we knew we wanted to be together and the rest, as they say, is history. How can this be? What made it so special was the staggering number of varieties of dumplings on the menu.
I suddenly realized the newspaper was wet; either I was salivating over the scrumptious description of dumplings or I was crying tears of joy that this heaven-sent restaurant was now located in little old Lancaster. Oh, what joy, what rapture! Tempting me with an article about delectable dumplings.
Well, it worked. She must have left it behind when she returned to the UK after her visit. That paper is from Lancaster, England!
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