Despite my best attempts to ignore the event, yesterday was my birthday which my apartment mate and Facebook happily remembered. There were prezzies, roast duck, and cake. As well as innumerable best wishes.
Yeah, no, I don't feel any older or wiser.
The cake was from Little Swan (小天鵝餅店 'siu tin ngoh bing dim') on Stockton Street near Broadway, the roast duck (燒鴨 'siu ngaap') was from Hing Lung (興隆燒臘肉食公司 'hing lung siu laap yiuk sik kong si') in the same block.
Celebrating a momentous occasion is impossible without the input and attention to detail of Chinese Americans. Both the cake and the duck were superlative.
As well as extremely pleasing to the eyes.
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