Last night, Amy & I reminded ourselves why Kung Fu Hustle is the most entertaining movie of the decade (at least, until the sequel comes out next year).
It was an Asian sorta day for us, since we started out the morning at the Chinese market down in Parsippany on Rt. 46. Amy was searching for some stuff, including some kimchi (she held up the jar and said, “‘Sealed for your protection’: no kidding!”), which was part of the evening’s curry stew dinner. Much to her chagrin, she forgot to use her impulse purchase: mustard root.
Anyway, I bring all this up solely so I can post a picture of something I found on the shelf at the market:
Fortunately, they’re “Japanese style”.
