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I really got a hankering for deep-fried stinky tofu. So I go to a stinky tofu shop.
The manager is yelling, “YES! GOOD! OK!” as loud as he can in English.
“Are you half deaf or just drunk on kaoliang?” I’m thinking.
“Can I get some kim chee with that?” in Mandarin I ask.
“YES! GOOD!”
A woman sits at my table who has just ordered. She’s across and to the left of me. Embarrassed because I’m a foreigner.
Then I’m back home in front of the TV in the blazing summer heat.
Chowing down tofu
Guzzling ice cold German beer
All Blacks at Springboks
Photo by Dylan Simel
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