"Excuse me, what's 'sizzle'?.. and, this one? Filet?.. Filet, Sizzle, Sizzle, Sizzle, Sizzle, Sizzle, Filet, Filet, Filet" And she went on and on. Back and forth between those two words. Wearing a green sports pinny and a hood over her head and jeans that looked like she slid through home plate. Staring at the two signs on each side. Sizzle. Filet. She asked me "What's sizzle?". I was kind of stuck. I didn't know how to describe or define, sizzle. I can't even remember what I had told her but she understood. It was raining, it was windy, it was cold. She stood there, smiling, while everyone around looked at her as she repeated to herself.. "Sizzle, Filet, Sizzle, Filet...".
Sometimes we take for granted the life we're given in this country. And I hope we find little things like my encounter with an asian woman working as a garbage cleaner for public transit. Who was reading Mcdonalds advertisements at the train station to learn english with the biggest smile on her face to remind us of our fortune. With everything happening in Japan, we realize it. But it shouldn't take a world disaster to do so. - God is Love #prayforjapan
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