I just got home from a great chinese dinner at a local hole in the wall, and I realized something after years of going to chinese joints. I LOVE the way my clothes smell afterwards. It’s like walking into the kitchen and smelling the fresh ginger, and scallions sizzling in a small pool of sesame oil, and then the pork and rice hit and it’s all over, I might as well be having seconds. Just wanted to share my little mini-epiphany with you all. Smell your shirt next time you get home from a great chinese meal, you’ll see what I mean.