Phamily in NYC

My parents came up to visit last month.

We ate exotic dim sum at Jing Fong, the best pizza at Motorino and delicious burgers at JG Melon (bloody marys for me... I'm on the liquid lunch cleanse) in between the sites. My parents feng shui-ed my room. It was glorious. Don't believe me? Here's the proof:

Conversation with my Sister

Picture: Post-Thanksgiving meal. Christine and I are sitting on the couch. We are feeling stuffed and "watching" my brother, uncle and dad watch football.

Me: is there a football game every Thanksgiving?

Sister: Jennifer, there is Sunday night football and Monday night football.

Me: it's Thursday.

Sister: oh, um....

cannot wait to visit Dallas for Christmas!!

photos from our 2009 white christmas

Happy 25 years to my parents and the Phamily!

Don't get me wrong, the Phamily has had its ups and downs. But it's nice and comforting to know that there are those that will be there for you in the end. I guess this is what some would call a commitment. Still can't believe we made it to 25! I say 'we' because I was there for 24 of those years. :)

Here is something that I learned. 25 years is silver. 50 is gold. 75 is diamonds. My mom obviously is holding out for the diamonds.

This was my contribution to our dinner that my sister and I made for Trinh (mom) and Son (dad). Who doesn't love Bruschetta? Do such people exist?