Han's Tofu House

One of the things I've seen recommended for new stillborn parents is to choose a name for their child, but not a common name that they'll constantly be running into. This was never really a problem for us: Johannes was always Johannes - well, almost always; Laura initially vetoed me on the name Jaromir (jaro, being the Czech for spring - mir, peace) - quite a beautiful name, don't you think?

Anyhow, as soon as the ultrasound announced the arrival of a boy, we just knew that Johannes was the name and that Johannes (Hans) would always be Johannes (Hans).

Living in North America, we had never really thought about constantly encountering our son's name, it's not all that common a name at this day and age. Yet, his name is everywhere: Driving home from the memorial service in Cleveland, we spotted a truck operated by Hans's Freighter Company and here in San Francisco we just passed Han's Tofu House (take that Laura, I knew that our boy would turn out to be into more sophisticated foods than hamburgers!). Richard tells me that there is a Johannes Grocery in Vancouver, which we plan to visit sometime later this week.

I guess that Han's is everywhere and I like that.