I met a neighbor

Last Friday I was enjoying a few quiet moments before I went off to work. In the midst of my trip to lala land I heard a faint little knocking. Now let me just preface the rest of this by telling you that I live in a condominium, and while it's fairly quiet, there are times that certain noises resonate, so I tend to either not hear or just ignore them. So when I heard this knocking, it wasn't very loud, so I kind of ignored it. But it persisted, so I went out to look thru the peep hole. I didn't really see a person, but I saw this little flurry of activity, so I got a wild hair and opened the door. Another side note - I have met very few of my neighbors. While there are 18 units in my building and I share a common hall with 5 of these units, I rarely see any of my neighbors, so I don't know many of them. So when I opened my door, one of my neighbors was walking back to his place. I had seen these neighbors (I even said hi) but I've never met them, so it was a little awkward. Anyhoo ... he came back and proceeded to tell me that it is a Korean (they're Korean) tradition to make rice cakes on a child's birthday and share them with friends (how'd I get so lucky to become their friend?!!?). At least that's what I gathered from what I could understand - ok, his English was very good, but with the awkwardness and my inability to respond - so I asked if his little girl (did I mention she was with him and the one who knocked) was 2 and he seemed impressed that I would know that (yay for me!). So he hands me this pretty little cake, which is about 6x6 square with 6 different colored layers, wrapped in plastic wrap, still warm, and smells yummy (cinnamon & nutmeg)! I [awkwardly] thanked him and wished his little girl a happy birthday.
That was my random little moment last week. School started this week, so you may or may not hear from me more. I have a pretty heavy load this semester, so ... we'll see what the near future brings!