It may have been the rice paper blinds that reeked of soy sauce. It may have been the hideous chandelier that had tiny black lamp shades and the wrong bulbs. It may have been the black trim and blood red walls. I’m not sure what exactly caused me to dub the dining room the Asian…

It’s been a while. I’m sorry. There was this pesky thing called moving and then there was so much to do and so much to buy and so many cardboard boxes. As soon as the floors dried, we focused on painting the master bedroom. Insley’s room was done ahead of time because she has decisive…