Almost Forgot!

We went to Yaks while I was in Seattle.

It was as good as it always had been. Nothing had changed about the restaurant. The food hadn't changed a bit. Exception: the to-go containers.

I haven't been there since Robert and I had gone (unless baby girl and I had ventured at some point and I've forgotten). How he tried to copy the taste of that restaurant and how he failed every time.

We talked about how we'd protect our leftovers, drawing skulls and crossbones and writing juvenile threats of danger, curses and attacks if a chopstickfull went "missing".

I let a tear or two escape and then realized this....

I didn't have to share my rice bowl.