To make a long story short, we met, we
fell in love, we got engaged, and now we are married. Hooray!
One day I was talking to my friend about his girlfriend and
he commented on how it was nice to talk to someone else that was in an
interracial relationship. Me? Oh right, Dallin is half-Japanese. That’s where
the Fukui comes from. (Pronounced (Foo-Koo-Ee) for those of you that don’t
know.) Sometimes I forget, because to me, he is just Dallin.
We eat a lot of rice, only certain kinds of rice, and
sometimes we eat it with chopsticks. We celebrate New Year’s by eating sashimi,
mochi, and edamame for breakfast. New Year’s is also the holiday of the
year. It’s almost a bigger deal than Christmas.
When we were dating, I didn’t know what I was getting into.
I don’t know how to make any of these foods, let alone say them all. Heck, I
grew up eating Minute Rice, and steak and potatoes. I also don't know the traditions that go along with holidays, birthdays, or weddings. But I’m trying. With
Dallin’s help, and my sweet mother-in-law, I think eventually I will be able to
figure out all the traditions and expectations that come along with being a Fukui.
However, it's been over a year and I’m still trying to master eating with chopsticks.
I'm so excited to read your blog!
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