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Was a-wondering. Do you have an hour or so to edit a portion1 of my grad-paper? A "thesis-mini" of sorts. Don't worry, it's in Mickey-mouse English, which pays tributes to my ESL days.
My topic?
How do traditional Asian cultural values of family, hierarchy, harmony, and education factor into and influence the beliefs and practices of subsequent generations of North American-Born Chinese Christ-followers?
Doesn't it make you just want to get out of your seat and shout Hallelujah?
1 The blogspot version of footnotes... A portion = a mere dozen or so pages of my 70+ page "thesis-mini." Thanks in advance!
A riveting conversation with my technologically savvy auntie on MSN
Shale: Oh yeah, Happy Valentine's Day. K is working, if S is not home for dinner than you and Uncle can have a romantic dinner together :D
CCC: S has to go to school he will come home late. but we still have a dinner at home.
Shale: then you and Uncle can have a romantic dinner together. bring out the candles and wear a sexy dress. Haha :D
CCC: I can't because my father in law eat with us.
Shale: oh...yeah.. nevermind
Last Wednesday was the beginning of Lent. I've never participated in it (by "sacrificing" something)... but this year, I thought I'd give it a go.
I "gave up" snacks and extraneous meals.
I fumbled on the first day... but it was well justified.
Three days later... I'm down again.
I think I might as well call it quits.
Gastropod!My final dine-out.Desserts--top notch.Appies--presentation rocks.The Mains?--dry.Is it me, or the common theme with my white restaurants (of my choosing) are overcooked protein?That's why I eat raw. Yum. Gooey, fleshy, rawness. I think that's what I'll eat in heaven.Anyhow...$50 bucks later...I think I'm fasting for the rest of the year.
Today I conquered a domestic demon.Three (3) loads of laundry.Life can only get better.
Restaurant numero dos -- Blue Water Cafe. Upscale pretentious Yaletown dinery Please bring your professionalism and great looks.
Decent food, delightful conversation with Mum.
A snippet of our verbal exchange went something like this.
M: How was your day?
S: I went to the tattoo parlour.
M:
S:
M:
S: So...
M:
S: Wanna see?
I'm living life extravagantly, enjoying these two weeks of dine-out Vancouver. Unfortunately, many of the great restaurants are now on the $35 list which furthers the hole in my purse. My reasoning goes like this: it's be a rarity to see my pretty face indulging in Vancouver's fine-dining restaurant scene.
Here's my attempt at a Restaurant Review.
No worries, I won't make a habit of it.
This is a fabulous promotion from the recesses of Tourism Vancouver. When everyone intends to "cut back" and save money after Christmas, many of us end up dining out multiple times for $35/$25/$15 for a 3-course meals. Great food. But after drinks and tax, we're looking at 50 bucks a pop. Ouch. Rare is the winner of "silver" in the "new fine dining" category of Vancouver Magazine. Seriously, Vancouver is quickly becoming a one-stop cuisine destination, rivaling the best in the US. I failed by forgetting to bring my camera. But you can just imagine. A delectable 3 course meal. Not counting the two "from the chef" plates that came out to greet us... for free! Only problem is that for someone who enjoys raw fish, thought the edges of my fish were a bit dry. And my dad's beef tasted like something from the Taiwanese beef noodle house. The flavours in the dishes however nicely complemented each other.
And the service was impeccable. I'd go there again.... If I had $50 bucks to spare.
After all this, trust me. I'll be dining in.
Here's a new label for you.Are Sunday church services suppose to include preaching? Is that "mandatory?" Does it say somewhere in the Bible that some guy (or gal) has to stand up and deliver a "sermon?" Or is it tradition? If it's tradition then is it a custom that needs to stay? Or can some churches adopt other methods of teaching and it be "ok"?
I've always been fascinated with "how people grow?" It's the title of a book that perhaps one day I will read. But how does an outsider come to the understanding of all the cliches and jargon bridges the gap between this outsider becoming an "insider?"
Were you up?I sent out an email at 1pm PST and back flies three emails, from LA (ok, same timezone), from London (almost bedtime) and another from Australia (ready for work!). They "just received" my email.Crazy.Hong Kong, were you up?Er... n/m it was 5am.
My brother and his high school prom date are getting married on June 7, 08.
...but not to each other.
No "S" sizes at the mall. A sharp reminder that I'm now living amongst skinny people. And get this: they're small but fierce. Watch 'em sharp elbows. Buyer beware.
