Happy New Year! I
had an eventful week. On New Years Eve *Scott and I had lunch with his family
in Chinatown (NYC). *Scott, his
cousin, and I caught a cab from their apartment to Peking Duck house, a pretty
nice restaurant. When we arrived I was greeted by *Scott’s mom, sister, two
aunts, his uncle, and dad. Nervous wasn’t the word. I had met everyone except
for one of his aunts who appeared very stern when I walked up to her to
introduce myself. However, she greeted me with really big hug and smile. Over lunch
the family showed me how to make my own wraps filled with some brown sauce,
duck, and veggies. I felt like a loser and *Scott dug in forgetting to show me
how to make it. Everyone laughed while trying to show me how they make their
own individual wraps trying to figure out the best one. I really felt
comfortable, as in, I didn’t feel like the black girl with a bunch of Asian
people. After dinner we went for a walk through Chinatown to get pastries and
bubble tea. *Scott and I decided to stay in for the night and play video games.
When it was close to midnight his cousin and his lady friend joined us for
pizza and hookah. We took shots of Jameson and popped a bottle of champagne,
which was nasty as all hell. Of course we kissed at midnight and I hope we get
to do that again another year. On New Years day his family returned. This time
I was nervous because I didn’t want them to know I stayed over. *Scott didn’t
care because we said Happy New Years to them at midnight over the phone so he
assumed they knew. We took a semi long drive to a Chinese buffet in Long
Island. Again, I had fun. His cousin and I made jokes with his aunts. Then the
dreaded question came up; how did you guys meet? I was so caught off guard when
his aunt asked me that. *Scott was off getting more food so he couldn’t save
me. So made up our story on the spot, “oh, we met through our mutual friend at
a party.” I hope I remember that later. Did I mention that they took a lot of
pictures? Like of everything. I will share one… don’t go re-blogging this. I
really find it uncomfortable.
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