I was in the famous Nanjing Lu yesterday. Went for dinner in a smallish and not so expensive looking restaurant just off the main glitzy area. Had the jiao Ji and a small soup. Barely edible meal. Around 70RMB. (No, I didn’t take any picture of it). Contrast to todays early lunch in the suburbs, (still on the metro line). 28RMB and you see what I mean. Guess I cant complain, as worldwide that’s what the situation is.
They first make proud.
Qingdao, China, at a fishing village, where the pigs were sacrificed as part of some post winter, going to sea ceremony. Now more of a tourist event.
You can figure out for yourself what the stuff on the poor pigs back are.
Firstly i have to state upfront that the name is just poetic license. The idea of “Gods” is not quite correct in the translation. But another place for this convoluted discussion of “religion”.
What I wanted to show, was the very new and sometimes cartoony figurines, when you compare them to the older statutes and figurines you find in homes in south-east asia. Nobody believes in the Gods anymore in China. Not in the cities anyway. Though I must admit, I think seafaring people and those who love dangerous lives will have some kind of belief that helps them takes the risks.
I never got to try the snails in my childhood days. Only after my long stay in England where i got the fetish (as some would call eating snails) for eating welks, popular among London eat Enders. Also fast disappearing.
Welks are bigger. I never had the patience to retrieve the little bit of meat from one of these tiny shells. You make a hole at the top of the shell to let the air in, and that lets you suck the meat out.
One theme that runs through all of the training I do, is that what you see is almost never what it is. It is not that you are completely mistaken in what you see, and thus base your work upon. Rather, it is that you ought to obtain more points of view not necessarily from others, before you act upon the information.
We all know the phenomenon of a person changing his mind soon after he has articulated a set of business requirements that he wants to be automated. It is nothing new, and nothing to be considered unusual. It is just the way the human mind works. Therefore, make the effort to achieve different viewpoints before you decide what the “real” requirements and the real background are.
The pictures show the model of the Olympic torch in QingDao China taken from different angles. One is a straightforward cylinder, while another shows a double barrel shape.
Inflation seems to be marching relentlessly all over the world. China is no exception. Each year, I have to reconsider my budget for my travels in China. So, I was thrilled to find this place in a mall, that could give me a meal for 12 Rmb. I think there must be cheaper meals around, but not in a mall.
The quantity may look small, but that was exactly what I needed for my lunch. Too much would have given me bloat. 4 dumplings (again a difficult thing to translate). I did ask for and got two different types of dumplings.
My favorite tipple is rice wine, or more exactly, glutinous rice wine. This is the traditional wines brewed by us southerners, and an essential part of childbirth. (No, we don’t bath the newborn baby in the wine. It is the the base fir the chicken soup given to help the new mother warm up and rebuild her health. Perhaps it was intended to bribe ladies to have more children – but this is just pure guessing and has no basis). Definitely not the same as the distilled firewater baijiu (not from rice, but usually sorghum) popular in China now.
Sad, rice wine has not taken off in the modern world. Maybe it’s because its so easy to make at home the commercial producers don’t make enough.
By the way, the thing on the left of the picture is chicken feet – a very popular snack.
One of the little thrills from travel is the frequent signs you see, that looks or sounds weird when translated. This is one that got me thinking what it was. IOS “Moral House” a place for religion? For developing moral? Or actually meant to be a place of immoral activities?
One of the mysteries and pleasures of language.
My recent experience of eating fish, my favorite “meat” in PD Malaysia and in China. Although neither can be considered the only way the fish is prepared countrywide, it does give a very different “style” and preference to eating fish. Perhaps it is a difference between the southerners and the northers or the middle nears. In the following three pictures, guess which national type it belongs to. (Just to add more confusion, “national type” is getting to be a misnomer. You can eat food from many parts of the world, in most countries nowadays. Some of them adapted to local taste and presentation, and of course the ready availability of ingredients and local ideas of what is pretty and tasty.