Sunday Morning in May

Sunday morning.  While the rain clouds gather outside and I talk on Skype to my mother, Tawn reads a guidebook in preparation for his upcoming trip to Italy with his parents.  Not in the picture: a large-sized Starbucks San Francisco city mug with cafe au lait topped with a sprinkle of cinnamon.

Actually, the interesting thing with this photo is that Tawn got these glasses when we lived in San Jose, but I’ve never seen him wear them.  Then this morning while settling down to read the book, he pulled them out, polished the lenses and put them on.  When I commented, he claims that he wears them all the time at the office when he is working on the computer.  I didn’t know.  But doesn’t he look sharp in glasses?

This turns out to be one of the most spectacularly relaxing, low key Sundays since I moved here.

After finishing talking with my Mom and messaging with Big Michael in Hong Kong and Tod, Tawn and I watched “Red Doors”, director Georgia Lee’s story of a Chinese American family splintering as the patriarch retires, ponders various methods of suicide, and finally runs away to a monastery. 

His three daughters, a high schooler passive-aggressively tormenting a fellow student with dangerous pranks to show her affection; a medical student who falls for a female movie star who is spending time at her hospital to research an upcoming part; and a over-worked hyper-ambitious thirty something who is torn between her fiancee and an ex-boyfriend who reminds her of the artistic passions she set aside in order to meet her parents’ expectations of a “good” career.

The movie’s characters are complex and realistic and the story and story-telling are reminiscent of “Eat, Drink, Man, Woman,” one of director Ang Lee’s earlier films.

A more thorough review is here on the SF Int’l Asian American Film Festival website.  The movie’s official website lists information about its release schedule: it was picked up by a distributor and will open in New York on September 8th.  It is an enjoyable, well-writen and well-made film and is worth catching.

After the movie we headed out to Soi Thong Lor (also known as Sukhumvit 55) and stopped for roasted duck and barbeque pork over rice with wonton soup.  Very casual and tasty.  Then we bought khaw nieaw mamuang (sticky rice and mango) and went to one of the three Starbucks on Thong Lor. 

We spent the next two hours reading (Tawn, his Rick Steves’ Italy guide book and me, the May 8th New Yorker magazine) and studying Thai.  Slowly, slowly, slowly I see signs of progress.  Well, maybe one sign… or two.

Afterwards we headed to the grocery store and then home where I prepared a light dinner of a tossed green salad with pulled rotisserie chicken, boiled egg and tomato.  Yummy.  Tawn went over to his parents’ to finalize some plans for their trip and I went for a leg massage at our corner massage parlour. 

What a relaxing Sunday.


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