FLU-SHING

Dear All,

Well, here we are in our hotel in NY. Clear sailing all the way in (except for some lousy traffic at the Tappan Zee Bridge).

Took Judy's mom out to dinner at the local diner. Which is nothing like what WE think of as a diner. Place is huge, menu is long, and everything there is good. The staff know us well, we've been going there every time we're in town for over the last 20 years. Our waitress tonight gave us dessert on the house!

David came in by bus from Washington and I picked him up in downtown Flushing at 8. We talked to Amy. She was going to drive in tomorrow, but with the forecast the way it is, and the fact that she's awfully busy, AND the fact that grandma has a bad cold at the moment, we decided, just as well she not come in. Besides, she had some good news that it looks like she'll be able to come up for New Year's, AND bring her boyfriend, who we've not yet met.

Anyway, nuff for now. Starting to get sleepy.

Talk to you soon...

love,
Michael

ps: RE the title of this post... Downtown Flushing is all Korean and Chinese everywhere. All the shops, stores, they're all covered in signage in two or three languages, Chinese and Korean, predominantly. We we're coming down Prince St., turning onto Roosevelt Ave. as the facade of a restaurant was coming into view, I saw "SHING". The sign was segmented into two parts. Expecting another asian eatery, my brain assembled the first syllable, FLU onto the second, SHING as the supposedly Chinese name FLOO-SHING Restaurant. FLOO-SHING, FLOO-SHING, I repeated to myself until finally it clicked! FLUSHING RESTAURANT, you dummy!