Tag Archives: New York City
Feed The Foreigners!
The Muslim Noodle Shop just got better. I think I’ve mentioned that I love this place, partly because the food is almost always delicious, partly because it’s cheap, but mostly because the staff doesn’t laugh hysterically at my attempts to … Continue reading
Worth every feng.
Stick and I just spent almost 150 RMB on imported cheese.
Auchan Shopping Adventures
If you liked the Great Wall Of Cereal, you should see the security-tagged booze selection at the Auchan. Auchan is a French-owned grocery, which means they have bread that tastes like bread. Stick and I were buying a loaf when … Continue reading
The Four Humors
“You should teach them to put their finger under each word when they chant, so the parents will know their children know English,” one of the TAs suggested yesterday. She went on to explain that this is not reading, and … Continue reading
Symbolism
This is a flashcard from the English book my students do with their Chinese English teachers. I don’t know which is more telling, that someone chose Mickey Mouse as the emblem of America (instead of, say, a map) or that, … Continue reading
Wangfujing Dairy Queen
This is a not-so-typical dinner for us. We actually didn’t get ice cream here… we were still too full from Sizzler. Oh yeah! (This is downstairs in the Xin Dong An mall next to the Wangfujing Bookstore, follow the signs … Continue reading
Typical Dinner
This is a typical dinner for Stick and me… vinegar peanuts, cold garlic cucumbers, spicy peanut chicken (gung pao ji dian — all foreigners very like), and fried egg and scallion rice. No dinner is complete without a couple bottles … Continue reading
Jiao?
I got a Chinese baby book a few days ago, a glossy board book with simple characters and pin yin and English. (We’ll ignore the premise that the intended readership is someone who can read all three, but is still … Continue reading
My That Person
The worst thing about living with Stick… well, actually it’s the second worst thing. The very worst is all that compromising garbage that I’m meant to be doing. But the second worst thing is what to call him. I feel … Continue reading
