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Postcards from Travel Near and Far by Jia-Rui

90041, Eagle Rock

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Our first tree in L.A.!

Dear ——–,

My parents came to L.A. this year for Christmas and stayed for 14 days. This wasn’t exactly what we envisioned when we invited them, but we survived. We had a good time trimming the tree on Christmas Eve, filling out our noble fir with ornaments that they had brought from the family house in New Jersey. I made Christmas dinner — an omelet with jiu cai, beef with broccoli and a stir-fry with dried tofu, chicken, carrots, celery and baby corn. We cracked open a tasty bottle of Summerland Wolff Vineyard Pinot Noir that I picked up on the way to the WISE launch. This time, it took eight days for my mom and I to have a blow-out; that was at least better than the typical two-to-five day fuse. Everything settled down by the time they left and everybody apologized to everyone else, so maybe all’s well that ends well. We were really glad to get our bedroom back, though. We let my parents sleep there because my mom said that it was “disrespectful” to put parents in the basement (where we usually put guests). Is this a Chinese thing? Or did my mom kind of make it up?


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I'm a journalist based in Los Angeles who has always said that writing postcards for a living would be a dream job. The posts -- short enough to fit on an actual postcard -- chronicle recent travels near and far. I could blab on about being inspired by epistolary novels, the short poems of Emily Dickinson, and the New Yorker's "Talk of the Town" pieces, but I'll just say that I'm aiming to give you a sense of flavor of a place without boring you to death. Wish you were here!

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