08-31-2006, 10:53 PM
...maybe I'll celebrate with a bacon cheeseburger. I'm bummed out that I haven't lost any weight on this diet. I guess there's a lot of fat in seafood and salad.
Did I ever tell you my flea tea story? I was in China, where weird foods abound, in Beijing specifically, and my hosts were treating me to a nice lunch at a fairly upscale restaurant. It was one of those places that offered a gazillion types of tea and one of my hosts insisted on selecting this gourmet brand. I'm always game for good tea. This was a flower tea so the cup was brimming with tiny fragrant petals. Among the petals, I noticed these little bugs, kind of like white flies, very tiny, but tons of them. At first I thought the flower tea was bad. But then I noticed my hosts were examining the tea quite closely and admiringly. They had to see the bugs. And they were savoring every gulp. So here was a typical dilemna of an American in China. I could say 'WTF?! This tea has bugs in it!!' and my host might lose face and I might come off as some lunatic non-Chinese, obviously lacking the culture to appreciate such gourmet cuisine. Or maybe it was just some cruel prank. Or maybe that was just the way this tea was supposed to be. There was too much of a communication gap - hell I still don't know how to translate 'WTF' or 'bug' (although I could manage the rest). So I decided to just drink it. And you know, it was quite good.
Did I ever tell you my flea tea story? I was in China, where weird foods abound, in Beijing specifically, and my hosts were treating me to a nice lunch at a fairly upscale restaurant. It was one of those places that offered a gazillion types of tea and one of my hosts insisted on selecting this gourmet brand. I'm always game for good tea. This was a flower tea so the cup was brimming with tiny fragrant petals. Among the petals, I noticed these little bugs, kind of like white flies, very tiny, but tons of them. At first I thought the flower tea was bad. But then I noticed my hosts were examining the tea quite closely and admiringly. They had to see the bugs. And they were savoring every gulp. So here was a typical dilemna of an American in China. I could say 'WTF?! This tea has bugs in it!!' and my host might lose face and I might come off as some lunatic non-Chinese, obviously lacking the culture to appreciate such gourmet cuisine. Or maybe it was just some cruel prank. Or maybe that was just the way this tea was supposed to be. There was too much of a communication gap - hell I still don't know how to translate 'WTF' or 'bug' (although I could manage the rest). So I decided to just drink it. And you know, it was quite good.
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