Home for the Weekend

When I rolled down my windows, I knew I was home.  The smell of Asian… incense burning… fresh produce, poultry, seafood and meats of the huge Hawaii/Ranch 99 Supermarkets… home-cooked Chinese food… unmistakably the smells of my hometown.

It’s great to be home.

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