Amy, Jada, and I got together with a bunch of cousins on my side, about a dozen folks in all. As is always the case when the Huang side gets together, good food was involved. This time it was Korean. A significant other of one of my cousins noted that their weekend had involved constant eating. "Welcome to the family," I remarked.
Jada, of course, being a lover of all things tasty, had a dandy weekend. In addition to Korean, she partook of homemade hummus, soul food, and almond jello (a Taiwanese fave). All the good food made her poop stink and put her in a good mood. (That's two separate outcomes, not one causing the other. OK, this is too much information.)