Erica was in town, so we went to our one and only vegan Chinese restaurant in Chinatown (that we all love, and where we are treated as the best customers we are). We ate. Maya squeed at the sight of the mango pudding desert and in the end she read our fortunes from the cookies. It was also time for the annual Chinese slippers buying for the annual Ballet Hispanico rehearsals and show.
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