I set the watering can back when I'd taken it and walked over to see better what she was doing. "I have no idea," I replied.
"There is a theory in science that postulates that all life, or at least what the common person considers 'life', originated from the sea," Aunt Yeung began she worked the pestle on the plant vines, turning them into a paste. "Whales came up on land, grew feet and hands, then some decided to return to the sea while some decided to remain. Those that returned, eventually lost their feet and their hands became flippers, but they never ended up losing their toes. Slice open a whale in the right spot and you'll find them: their toe bones."
She stopped her mashing and pointed at a brass tool across the table which I quickly grabbed and gave to her. She took it without thanks and used it to strain the liquid from the paste into yet another glass jar.
