Being a somewhat cautious person, I must admit there was a wee part of me not quite sure how I felt about someone I didn't know touching my feet, and cutting my toenails. But that feeling quickly passed when Hannah, a soft spoken, kindly woman of Vietnamese descent gently took my dry, rough feet, bathed them in a bowl of scented water, and wiped them clean. With her experienced hands, she massaged each foot with soothing ointment and lotion. It was wonderful ! I began to feel more like a pedigree pup, pampered and spoiled. All the while , my aunt and cousin, her daughter-in-law, two family friends and me continually chatted and laughed together, enjoying each others company, and our early morning pedicure party.
