Gum for the Gods

Nothing like being woken by the hammering of an altar being built. As much as I would like to say that is a spiritual metaphor, unfortunately it was my Tuesday morning last week.


I feel very Chinese when I stand in front of it. (Yes that is bottled water. H's ancestors are very chic.)


In case the ancestors throw a party and need to mack on each other.

Altars are awesome.