Today is Chinese New Year! Now begins the Year of the Dragon. My brother, my dad, and I went out for dinner at a Japanese restaurant (go figure), and discussed two very involved topics: rape culture and the nitty-gritty of my parent’s divorce. Not exactly festive – or even remotely pleasant – matters, but we handled the conversation quite well in the dimly lit restaurant with loud music blasting through black speakers. The occasional “Irasshaimase!” (welcome) contributed to the rowdy surroundings of the restaurant, as we enjoyed several plates of sushi from the central conveyer belt leading out from the chef’s bar.

Anyway, I found some latte art, which my brother has recently become interested in.