What are you trying to do to me? Since you sent tea and foodstuffs expecting nothing in return by my adoration, I feel fairly confident that I can post this here. If not, well, take a valium and relax.
So, Rugrunner brings me a note with a whole box of yummies from Japan. On the note are instructions regarding the division of said goodies. One for Pablum, one for me, and so forth. Holy cats, man! Are you trying to lure me away from Rugrunner? Chocolates flavored with Bourbon? Exotic Kitkats? Rug made off with his portion of the squid and informed me that the peas were his, as I don't often drink beer. Men.
Tell me about the tea, is it decaf? Since the only thing I can read in Japanese is "Iron Chef" I am unable to discern for myself. If it is not, then I can make a cup and ice it for sipping throughout the day. Either way, it will not go unenjoyed. Sarah, the 18 year old, is enamoured of the green tea Kitkats as well.
Many thanks to you and your lovely wife!