The Taliban released the last of the South Korean hostages last week. When I heard this news I danced and praised God.


Meet Siddharth. He is from Chenai, India and he's been living with us for the past 10 days. He's as outgoing as they come and has been a joy to host. Ben just moved him into his apartment today. He begins his MBA at OSU in a few weeks. We took him to one of our favorite Indian restaurants, Dosa Corner, and had him order our meal for us. Oh did he. Let me preface this by saying that Ben and I both like spicy food--I do more than Ben, but nonetheless he can take more spice than most Americans. However, Southern Indian food is off the charts spicy. Our eyes were watering, our noses running, our faces flushed...and Siddharth wasn't even touching his drink. At every meal, we would put Tabasco, red pepper flakes, and a black pepper grinder next to his plate. Siddharth would begin the meal by COVERING his food with pepper and then proceed to add more to each bite. So, I suppose that really I'm just a light-weight as far as my spicy tolerance goes. Indians could mop the floor with me. :)

Let's see...in the coming months we're going to have several visitors. Surfer Dave and my parents will be here in October and Ben's parents will be here in November. Bring on Autumn!

On a final note...you know you live in Ohio when you go to The Reynoldsburg Tomato Festival for fun. No, we're not joking. A taste of Americanan--quite literally--at its best. :)