Kanda-Klub

Mall Escapades “We need sweet red peppers, not hot, OK? Tumeric, we’re low on turmeric. Oh, and mochi! Lots of mochi!” Aunt Jeanie says as she ticks off the items I need to buy at the Farmer’s Market. It's the morning of Saturday, May 1st - May Day - and we’re standing at her kitchen window that looks out on Diamond Lake. I can see the spring blossoms drifting dreamily by on the breeze and ducklings bobbing around on the Lake waters. May Day always comes in a riot of flowers and babies. Babies everywhere – there are ducklings as well as cygnets on the Lake by the School (ushered around by their bad-temper

    Thank God It's Pho-Day (pt. 2)    “For the millionth time, Vicky, no!” I growl through my fangs, my eyes fixed on the television.    I hear Vicky, who is trying to sneak up on me, cower back. If she were on the wing, she’d have another shot at me, but she’s on foot because flying isn’t allowed indoors and, with the exception of flying, Vicky is unable to do anything quietly. I can hear her pouting and I don’t dare look at her. All I’d have to do to cave is look at her disappointed little face. Vicky’s big brown puppy-dog eyes can persuade just about anyone to do anything.    She’s t