My siblings and I surprised my dad for his 80th birthday this weekend by showing up en masse.

Fifteen people, three generations, one very crowded living room:

This is what happens when Korean people gather:

We had dinner at Peking Gourmet, where we’ve celebrated so many happy events over the years. These cherished traditions connect our present to our past, and cement our family bonds:

The avuncular Noogie is one of the age-old rituals which must be observed without fail.

Of course, one mustn’t slavishly follow tradition. After all, every tradition has to begin somewhere…

Noogie photos courtesy of my brother, the Noogie King.

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