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It so easy! (when you know how)
I hate days like this. You wait around all day for someone to provide a service that you're paying through the nose for, only to be told that when they do finally arrive they can't fulfill that service because they didn't inform you of the full requirements needed before they made you wait hours and hours and hours for them to turn up.
I won't divulge what particular sort of service I'm complaining about, but suffice to say in my humble opinion that it's a business sector that is frightfully overloaded by red tape and helpfully has an intangible relationship with greedy government. Needless to say then that I'm not impressed by a long shot.
That pretty much summarizes my day for me, it's been pretty shit. In fact the only time the day did perk up was when Phil suggested we get a Chinese takeaway for tea instead of my cooking dinner. So thats exactly what we did - my only regret now is that I know I'll have a tongue like a bit of cardboard come 3am in the morning (it's the salt you know).
I should probably mention as an aside here that what us westerners consider Chinese Food is in fact unrealistic. Western Chinese food is basically a bastardized version of the original - mutated and altered over time to become more "palatable" to our tastes.
It so easy! (when you're used to it)
Several years ago I went to China and had the pleasure (or I should say *SHOCK*) of indulging in proper Chinese food. Strange really because before that trip I'd never entertained the idea of eating chicken feet, or having Peking duck served with its nicely roasted head still remaining. That's not to say that the food was bad, in fact it was lovely - much tastier and fresher than what we get (and when I say fresh, really... one minute the crab was in the fish tank minding it's own business, the next it was scurrying across a chopping board with only 3 of its remaining legs and the chief frantically trying to finish the beast of with a machete type weapon).
It was in China that I learnt to use chopsticks too, there really was little choice in the matter as most of the restaurants had about 3 forks and knives in total, so despite not having the option to eat with a fork, it was far less humiliating to eat like a 3 year old with food flying everywhere whilst trying to manipulate a stick between my untrained opposable thumb and finger, than to suffer the sneers and laughter of the locals during the time it took for the other tourists to finish with the sparse array of knives and forks.
I love holidays... whats that saying? When in Rome...?
Posted by Abi on the August 2, 2005 10:54 PM
Actually, I like eating with chopsticks. Well, it depends on what I am eating of course. I remember the very first time I used them was in a Japanese restaurant in London. After strugling for about 15 seconds I got the trick. Now I can use them both left and right handed.