Me and my white friends

Everytime my friends and I eat at Sun's BBQ someone at our table cracks a joke about being the only people in the restaurant who aren't Chinese. The comments are always centered around the mass amounts of food we consume. We laugh about the staff or patrons probably mocking the white people who eat too much. It might not seem funny written in a blog but in the moment it's hilarious and becomes even funnier the fuller we get.

It occured to me, after our last visit there, that hey, I'm not white. In the moment, when the jokes are flying and even I am making comments about our WHITE table, that I am indeed one of them. It seems so nautural. I love that there is no need to prefix a joke with 'that white table and one brown person'. It's so great that color is irrelevant when we are making race based jokes :-).