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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jul 2, 2005 21:34:37 GMT -5
"I hated Home Ec, but loved biology. One time in biology we had this contest to see who could grow mold on bread the fastest and I won!" I reply.
"I took the bread from our bread box and added a little water to it and set it in the sun in the science room since I thought if it was warm and moist it would mold faster!"
"So, I was never very good at cooking, but I can grow mold on bread."
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda Kirsanov on Jul 2, 2005 21:35:30 GMT -5
I let out a quick laugh.
"Ah don't worry about it, it takes some getting used to..." I reply with a nod.
"Moscow has a pretty good international food section of town if you can believe that, there's the all types of Asian food, in addition to some Mexican, and Cajun food places... They're pretty much all consolidated in a 2 block radius, so we could just head there and see what we want if you're up for a walk." I suggest.
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Post by Heikki Toivonen on Jul 2, 2005 21:38:29 GMT -5
Heikki listens to his sister's story and smiles. He wishes that they could have known each other. Growing up might not have been so lonely for him. "I read a horror story where a man got mold spores in his nasal cavaties and his face rotted off. I am not sure how that happened, but it frightened me. He had to have parts of his face removed." Heikki says as he cuts his pancake. "Hmm, these are great Natasha."
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Post by Rei "Zero" Usagi on Jul 2, 2005 21:39:23 GMT -5
"Sure I'm up to a walk." I say as we stand up. "But remember I'm American, not Japanese... I could live on hamburgers and pizza. But hell, who couldn't?"
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Post by Zivon Nechayev on Jul 2, 2005 21:39:45 GMT -5
Zivon smirks.
"Poor guy. I'm sure he was pretty popular at parties after that." I reply, taking a bite out of the pancake. I decide to cut around the blueberries until we're done talking about mold.
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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jul 2, 2005 21:44:41 GMT -5
I giggle at Zivon's cruel comment. I cover my mouth feeling bad for laughing at some poor guy with a moldy face.
"I read in a science journal that there is a giant 38 acre fungus under the state of Wisconsin."
"It is up to 10,000 years old and weights 100 tons." I say cheerfully.
"That's a humongous fungus!"
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda Kirsanov on Jul 2, 2005 21:45:51 GMT -5
"Yeah good point... I don't really want to spend a lot of money either." I reply.
"What about a hot dog stand? For some reason, the American Cuisine are just hot dog stands... Other than that, there's the usual burger joints and what have you."
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Post by Heikki Toivonen on Jul 2, 2005 21:49:50 GMT -5
Heikki laughs again at his sister's facts. He helps himself to some more pancakes and another glass of juice. He isn't sure what to say so he just keeps quiet and listens.
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Post by Rei "Zero" Usagi on Jul 2, 2005 21:50:15 GMT -5
"Oh to hell with the usual burger joints. When I say hambrugers I mean the homemade kind. But the hot dog stand sounds like a good idea, since all of them are different." I state. As we walk I continue "One time I saw this show on PBS all about hot dog stands. It was facinating."
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Post by Helvi Toivonen on Jul 2, 2005 21:52:52 GMT -5
"Oh, that reminds me of something. I have something for you Heikki. From my grandparents." I say and go upstairs to find it.
I go to my room up there and start rummaging through my bag.
"I know it is in there somewhere."
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Post by Mikhael Nadyezhda Kirsanov on Jul 2, 2005 21:55:25 GMT -5
I can't help but laugh at the notion of a TV show specifically about hot dog stands.
"Ah well... Was it one of those shows that would make me afraid to eat at another hot dog stand after watching it? And yeah, there are a few mom and pop places around here that make really good homemade burgers." I say, as we walk down the street, inbetween two rows of shops and restaurants.
"The hot dog stands are a block or two down."
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Post by Heikki Toivonen on Jul 2, 2005 21:55:30 GMT -5
Heikki watches Helvi leave and wonders what on earth she has for him. He is a little worried. He turns to Zivon anxiously. "What has she said about my family or her family?" He asks, posing the same question that Zivon posed earlier. Heikki doesn't know Helvi's father. His mother never talked about it. It was an unhappy time for her.
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Post by Zivon Nechayev on Jul 2, 2005 21:59:24 GMT -5
"Alright, how about we change the subject, since I'm running out of room to cut around the blue berries, here?" Zivon suggests, just as Helvi leaves.
"Ah, well... She said that her father was a little shit head, and was occasionally abusive towards her..." I say, thinking that this probably won't fare well with Heikki.
"She never really knew her mother and wasn't allowed to go to the funeral. Maybe you could help her talk to her father, and talk some sense into that shit head." Zivon says with a little more emotion than he intended.
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Post by Rei "Zero" Usagi on Jul 2, 2005 21:59:30 GMT -5
"No, it's the type that makes you want to drive up to the grocery and buy a big pack of Ball Parks. But I'm going to have to remember this place, since we are going to be here for awhile and the galley on the 747 leaves a lot to be desired..."
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Post by Heikki Toivonen on Jul 2, 2005 22:02:24 GMT -5
Heikki nods. "Maybe." He says cautiously. He carefully watches Zivon, but says nothing. He then feels once again at a loss for words. "So what happened after I left?" Heikki asks. He has many questions about things, but feels afraid to ask them.
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