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MolsonInBothHands · 08-22-2005, 09:41 AM

An office my wife works at has primarily Chinese clientele and staff, so one holiday season, we had the privilege of participating in a Chinese New Year's feast. There were about 100 people at this party, and my wife and I made up half of the... what is the name you used "gwai los" that were in attendance, and were the only ones sitting at our particular table of eight or so. I wish I could remember the name of the restaurant, it was downtown.

The food was fantastic, one of my wife's coworkers acted as a "food translator" for us, and she explained why many things were served in ways we aren't used to seeing, such as fish served with the head and tail still intact, and so on. Even though I was told what I was eating in English, I don't think I could identify them again now because there were some pretty bizarre combinations: steamed spinach covered in raw egg whites for example.

The funniest part of the evening was when they brought out a course of crab, whole crab, smothered in a black gooey sauce, and plunked it in the middle of the table with no utensils, except chopsticks. We are all dressed up, so my wife and I look at each other, wondering how in the hell we are going to bust into that thing, and get the crab meat, and not get all sticky. That was about all the time we had to think about it because one guy grabbed the crab and smashed it on the plate/table, broke into it, and the rest of the Chinese folks had the thing torn apart with their bare hands in seconds. I even watched the first guy fashion himself a utensil out of the crab's shell to dig the meat out of the legs. I managed to crack a leg or two for the wife and I, but I mostly just watched in amazement at the efficiency and speed that crab met its destiny. They laughed at us because the poor white folks didn't know how to eat a lot of the courses that came out. The moral of the story was don't worry about getting sticky fingers, whoever grabs the fastest gets the mostest. It was a very unique evening of Chinese cuisine we had never experienced before.

08-22-2005, 09:41 AM	#15
MolsonInBothHands First Line Centre Join Date: Aug 2002 Exp:	An office my wife works at has primarily Chinese clientele and staff, so one holiday season, we had the privilege of participating in a Chinese New Year's feast. There were about 100 people at this party, and my wife and I made up half of the... what is the name you used "gwai los" that were in attendance, and were the only ones sitting at our particular table of eight or so. I wish I could remember the name of the restaurant, it was downtown. The food was fantastic, one of my wife's coworkers acted as a "food translator" for us, and she explained why many things were served in ways we aren't used to seeing, such as fish served with the head and tail still intact, and so on. Even though I was told what I was eating in English, I don't think I could identify them again now because there were some pretty bizarre combinations: steamed spinach covered in raw egg whites for example. The funniest part of the evening was when they brought out a course of crab, whole crab, smothered in a black gooey sauce, and plunked it in the middle of the table with no utensils, except chopsticks. We are all dressed up, so my wife and I look at each other, wondering how in the hell we are going to bust into that thing, and get the crab meat, and not get all sticky. That was about all the time we had to think about it because one guy grabbed the crab and smashed it on the plate/table, broke into it, and the rest of the Chinese folks had the thing torn apart with their bare hands in seconds. I even watched the first guy fashion himself a utensil out of the crab's shell to dig the meat out of the legs. I managed to crack a leg or two for the wife and I, but I mostly just watched in amazement at the efficiency and speed that crab met its destiny. They laughed at us because the poor white folks didn't know how to eat a lot of the courses that came out. The moral of the story was don't worry about getting sticky fingers, whoever grabs the fastest gets the mostest. It was a very unique evening of Chinese cuisine we had never experienced before. __________________ "Cammy just threw them in my locker & told me to hold on to them." - Giordano on the pencils from Iggy's stall.