The doorbell rings. The dog barks. I turn on the porch light, open the front door, and…
No one is there. Then I look down. A package!
Ooh, I was not expecting any more Christmas presents. I bend down to pick it up, and I hear the unmistakable sound of…
Rice.
A box of rice. A very big box of rice. Who would ship me a very big box of rice?
I stagger into the house, the sound of trickling and flowing rice filling my ears, and I put the very big box down on the kitchen table. I look at the label to see who in the world would FedEx me a very big box of rice and smile when I read, “Koda Farms.” (click on link for more)
Oh! Oshogatsu! Missing Japanese New Year's Day - AnnArbor.com
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