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Chao Lam's avatar

Wow, how did I miss this piece

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Elizabeth Edwards's avatar

First of all, LOVE this song, and LOVE talking heads.

Second, this is so cozy, maybe the coziest Sunday Candy I’ve ever experienced - a perfect Thanksgiving read. I love the idea of home being a bond between two people. Home is such a vulnerable place, it makes more sense for it to be with another person rather than just a place. Because with a place, its the people that make the place feel like home.

“Something just feels familiar, like they could have always been there, like maybe they should have been… And it amazes me how even after some people go away, in whatever way, and they become like ghosts; somehow, some people, like some places, will always be home to me.” I resonate with this so much. I often remember of some people I grew up with, who I’m no longer in touch with, and they felt like my home to me too. And it wasn’t just their physical homes, but their friendship. I miss them, but that memory of them is still comforting, like we never grew apart.

Does this friend in the beginning of the story at the pho restaurant with you feel like home? Also, I need to dress up my pho with hoisin and sriracha, I’m always intimidated by them. Also, I haven’t ever been served a lemon with mine…usually just lime…unless I’m remembering wrong…its been a while actually. But damn, home cooked pho sounds amazing too. I feel the sense of home from your friends house. Do you think that food cooked by a friend or friend’s family adds to the sense of home within that relationship?

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