5 reasons why dating younger men is better
And in my case, a Canadian married to a Spaniard, I’ve gratefully adopted the good food, great wine and Mediterranean sunshine.
notsospanish.Reply I’m Asian and my partner is Australian.
😛 Especially on the matter of food, and this has been quite challenging to my avid cook self.
I still can’t cook a steak properly, and he still doesn’t get the concept of eating rice with the little side dish at the same time, instead of separately!
Joseph’s Day is now my favorite church celebration because I get to switch back and forth between Spanish and Italian at the table. Ramon describes himself as “media lengua,” which means he can’t roll “r”s in words like “arroz” (rice) or “perro” (dog). Reply In Hawaii, they’re called “hapa.” In Hong Kong, they’re “Wan Hyut” or just “Mixy”. I’m caucasian, American, and my husband is Chinese. I visited Seattle and Vancouver a few years ago with my son, both of us for sight-seeing, him for hiking, me for searching for Chinese music in both China towns. I’ve always collected a lot of it, my favorite singer being Fei-Yu-Ching (Qing-alternate sp). I have a great excuse for not moving back to the U. I have been fighting for years to be taken seriously as a multiculturalist because I have married into another culture.
it was all worth it and made our relationship even stronger.
Meeting in Ireland, breaking up in Versaille for an excruciating 10 minutes, meeting the families, being separated for a year to finish college…
🙂 Also, to quote Daina, with a slight modification: dating him has “…taught me that I’m Asian in ways I didn’t even realize.” So true! And that’s another nice thing–that intermixing–it helps the following generation too. My youngest granddaughter has blond hair and lovely golden skin. It is nice to be able to argue in front of other people without any of them understanding you, isn’t it?
Reply I married a Domincan because of the first and second reasons on the list: he was the only one who offered me “unconditional friendship” before it evolved into love, and I never did things the easy way anyhow. I am Italian American and only learned the surface aspects of the culture, such as food. Later back in the States, wish I could remember all the funny things my husband said. He pointed to the growing pile of scrap paper and said, “You are creating a fire hydrant! For my son and I it was like having our own secret language.