I'm going to be in Boston this weekend to hang out with Wendy, who will be my fiancee for only another 211 days (according to the countdown clock on our wedding blog).

I'll be at the Berkman bloggin group dim sum thingy on Sunday and will eat chicken feet on request.

The ol' "Fried Dough" picture I post every time I go to Boston is getting a bit stale, so I thought I'd try something else. Pictured below is 250 Commonwealth, my first home in North America, where my family and I lived from 1968 throught 1970. My parents were just out of med school and doing their interships in the US. Dad was getting started with his career as an Ob/Gyn, while Mom was getting started in cardiology.

Photo: Wendy looking at my first North American home, 250 Commonwelath Ave., Boston, MA.

I don't know how Mom and Dad landed the place, because it's in a fairly high-rent district of town (Accordion City folk: imagine renting an apartment in Yorkville just straight out of school).