On my way to sushi I thought of stopping in at one of the import stores I rarely visit. I had read in our local magazine that Oliver's store had expanded and I've been meaning to check it out.
The first thing I noticed when I walked in was that though they had expanded, 'pickins were slim.' I walk over to the drinks and look for a Brazilian soda I really like when, all of a sudden, there it was....MOUNTAIN DEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I haven't been able to find that in Hong Kong since last April! Plus, there is a Chinese version of Mountain Dew now (tastes like Mello Yello instead) so I'd pretty much given up hope on ever finding the real thing again. But there it was in all it's glory.
I only had enough money to buy five cans so I grabbed them, checked out and went outside to my bike. What to do: I'd spent all my money on the pop so I couldn't go to sushi anymore. And I had five cold cans of Mountain Dew in my backpack. Against my better judgement (sanitation concerns) I sat on a step outside of the store, cracked open a can, put a straw in (for sanitation purposes it's not always a good idea to let your lips actually touch the cans here) and then...........................*sigh* What a wonderful sensation.
PTL for Mountain Dew. What a blessing for such a hard week. He pays attention to EVERYTHING!

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