I ran out of room to write the location, but safe to assume we’re in Madison, WI.
At the risk of reinforcing stereotypes, nearly every time I visit my sister we watch kungfu movies. They run the gamut of modern, classic, MST3K-worthy awful, only released in Hong Kong, or just some (questionably violent) movies our parents watched when we were kids. Tonight’s pick: Police Story, the original, a classic, 80s era Jackie Chan at his best. This explains so much about our childhood.