Today I had a truly magical experience, and when I tried to write it out for Instagram, I found it was too long, it got cut off. So I'm going to post it here and link to it from the photo. If you're new to my blog, welcome! So without further ado, here is today's Christmas Magic With HRC:
Nov 16: You guys! CRAZY long true story (and why my business cards say Christmas Tree Whisperer):
For four years we lived across town, right next to a Pacific Coffee Company, a chain out of Hong Kong. I loved my little corner shop, they played a lot of Beatles and Christmas music year-round, and would always greet me with my order (Hello Caramel Chillino!). But for the first two Christmases we were there, their tree was tragic. It looked like someone had shot ornaments at it for target practice. The top was dramatically tilted because it had a broken trunk. Every time I'd go in, I'd make tiny adjustments to it just to make my heart a little happier. But the third year something snapped in me, and I walked in with wire, wire cutters, ribbon, and Christmas Magic. I calmly started removing the ornaments from the tree, wound some wire up the trunk to stabilize it, and then redecorated each branch. The store's employees watched wide-eyed in silence, whispering to each other, and then grinning widely at the crazy foreigner who fixed up their tree.
The fourth year they actually got a brand new tree and ornaments, and each and every time I'd walk into the shop, the employees would proudly show it to me, "Look! Christmas tree! So nice!" It was the ultimate mic drop moment, like my work there was done. I felt like that experience could never be topped, which brings us to today...
Six months ago we moved across town and I have a new corner Pacific Coffee here. I'm not greeted by my order (yet) and I'm barely understood despite my best efforts. It makes me miss my old place. Today I walked in and waited in the crowded line and when it was my turn to order, the man at the register shouted at me "CARAMEL CHILLINO from Dongcheng Road!" Yes, yes, that's me, I hollered back, I don't live there anymore, I live here now!
He started yelling in Mandarin at all the other employees behind the counter, who then looked at me and smiled and started talking loudly. I asked him what was going on, and he said, "I tell them you are the one who brought Christmas to Dongcheng Road and now to all the places!" He pointed out the tree behind me and asked if I liked it. And then he wouldn't let me pay for my coffee. I cried walking home, and I've got a big ol' lump in my throat now. This is our fifth Christmas in China. The Magic is spreading!