Thanksgiving

This will be our first thanksgiving in Hong Kong. I was afraid that the turkey would be delivered alive and we would have to pluck and clean it.

We live in Chinatown, you see. People laugh when I say that because they think all of Hong Kong is Chinatown and it is...but we live in the Chinatown of Chinatown.

The other day there as I put on my shoes which match my wallet and belt, of course...I walked out in my tailored suit and shirt. OH and my bag matches too and out onto the marble floors to the elevators, to the Podium level where we have an Olympic size pool and garden. Down to the 2nd level where I walked through the lobby with 30 foot high ceilings and out passed our entry and then CHINATOWN...a man on the street walked by and shot snot out of his nose onto a wall and then from the other nostril and kept walking.

There is a hustle and bustle and an Antelope hanging on a hook with its severed head next to it. I have no idea where one gets an ANTELOPE on such a small island. Was probably someone's pet. Then there is the pork shop where pigs faces are hung from hooks as are every part of a pig you can imagine and they just hang there while people come and shop.

The meat guys are getting in trouble for wiping the meat with Lyme (sp) because it makes the meat more red and though poison, they are not taking the blame, they are saying the guys they are buying the meat from in China are doing it , not them.

I, however, with my Irish linen handkerchief over my nose keep pointing to the hooks and asking, "Do you have Duck l'orange? is there any Foie Gras with blueberry confit on those hooks? How about some gooseberry greek yogurt with organic granola? NO? How about Champagne, is there any booze on the hooks this morning? Booze Darling, BOOZE!"

Jack and Molly Halloween 2010