The Little Things

Yesterday, I found fresh thyme. It seems like such a small thing to celebrate, but I did a little happy dance regardless. Of course, it was in a specialty shop (for expats/foreigners) because the Chinese don't use thyme at all so it's not in any of the local markets. But me? I can't cook without fresh thyme. The price was just under a dollar for a bunch twice as big as what you would get in Canada. This is still China, after all.

In any case, yesterday I had a little culinary victory with my thyme; which was pretty much the highlight of my day. That sounds kind of pathetic, but after being beaten down my Chinese teacher all morning, finding thyme seemed like a really great thing.