THE MONEY SUBSTANCES AND ... MINDERMASTS

The chocolate hazelnut cookies are all gone, I ate the last of them. As a post-pubcrawl snack upon returning home. There are none left, which is a cause for great sadness and existential despair. But I shall not grieve, for sometime soon more will be acquired, and there are other things to eat. Such as the prepackaged snackie from Chinatown: 雞肉鬆麵包吐司 ('gai yiuk sung min baau tou si'; "chicken meat floss bread toast"). Flossed meat is made by cooking the flesh till done, then pulling it apart into frazzles and heating it till absolutely dry. It's very popular as a garnish for congee (rice porridge), and the Indonesian versions are frequently made with meat cooked in coconut broth with spices. Very flavourful!

The Cantonese, bizarrely, like it with bread products. And have taken to toast big time.
But as a midnigth snack, um, perhaps not.
Not a proper biscuit.

Fortunately there is also walnut chocolate chip on the premises.

My friend the bookseller was boasting about a plethora of cheeses that awaited him when he got home. And he has nought planned for tomorrow, so he will sleep in and let his digestive system finish the labour in due time. But before then he will research "smoke Bollard, a man's cigarette" and other subjects on the internet. Because there weren't vests in mauve, one should go for the green, the Lincoln green. It shows off one's tanned navel.

[Source: Beyond The Fringe, by Alan Bennett, Peter Cook, Jonathan Miller, and Dudley Moore.]

The criminal body is situated directly beneath the criminal mind. Usually
We have reason to believe it's the Archbishop of Canterbury.
Nasty bit of business, that. But no trains were lost.

A late lunch five hours before had been almost a Shanghai cliché. Snow vegetable meat shreds stew-fried sticky noodle (雪菜肉絲炆粗麵 'suet choi yiuk si man chou min') which was written on the white board. The snow vegetable and matchstick cut pork combo is very Shanghai auntie, and thick sticky noodles are the favourite noodle there.
It was very good. And followed by a pipe.

Another pipe was smoked waiting for the bookseller to get off work and listening to a young couple around the corner twittering and cooing at each other.

An appropriate soundtrack is either 上海の花売娘 (Shanhai No Hana Uri Musume; the flower girl of Shanghai) or 上海灘 (Shanghai Tan; the theme song of an immensely popular 1980 tv series, as sung by Francis Yip 葉麗儀).


The cheese discussion was on the way home while riding the bus. Which may have also been when I mentioned the Bollard Cigarette Sketch from Beyond The Fringe.



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