Mary bought wagashi on her way home from presenting her paper at a recent conference on language and gender in Hong Kong.
Would I like to come over for matcha and Japanese tea sweets in the garden at dusk? I hopped on the Red Panda (for the full Japan re-creation) and was there in a hot minute.
Nestled between blue hydrangeas and tiger lilies, we sipped thin tea and chatted about our recent trips, new medical discoveries, and the definite uncertainty of the future.
But we know all shall be well when we are blessed with evenings of peace, and friendships that transcend continents.