There is no end to the chinglish fun. This time it's blood and guts in the salad section of our local Metro supermarket. I don't know what the dog might have done to the lettuce - a Kunming dog's lot is not a happy one in any case - but there are those now who would probably think twice before squatting in the vegie patch again. 小狗牙生菜 (xiaogou ya shengcai) is in fact, Puppy Tooth Lettuce |
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I don't think I know of another place on the planet that has such a love affair with hats. In this part of China the garden party variety is the clear winner among both men and women, favoured especially on building and road works sites the length and breadth of Yunnan province. Only a quick scan through just one of my photo files produced these gorgeous examples of what Yunnan men like to wear (number three being a special favourite of mine). The women on the other hand, may well have the last word in frills and lace and um... fashion statements. Why speak your mind when you can wear it? Three local women enjoying the late winter sun on my doorstep this morning. [Another favourite China fashion resource of mine: www.accidentalchinesehipsters.tumblr.com]
The evolution of the Christmas dinner: from mess tent rations to a very big bird (9.5 kg) in just two years. Christmas in China is pretty much business as usual and if you're not watching out for it, it is possible for December 25th to slip by like any other day. But this year my Christmas dinner standard has suffered some significant enhancements as these shots attest. In 2011, my first Christmas dinner in China was a hastily gobbled pre-Christmas concert affair of rice and three stir fried veg, consumed in a vast grey university canteen furnished with row upon row of plastic poster-plastered tables and chairs, on metal mess tent trays and using plastic chopsticks and water bottles. For Christmas 2013 I have graduated to grownup chairs and tables, glassware, and western crockery (oh blessed plates!) and cutlery, and a roasted turkey too big for its own dish. The turkey (pictured) represents a mere fraction of the magnificent Christmas banquet I enjoyed with good friends and new acquaintances within the cozy walls of Barbara Duff's well known Kunming kiwi eatery, Slice of Heaven. In fact many slices, chunks, scoops, and mouthfuls of festive fare heaven. Hats off to the three women central to the Slice of Heaven operation - Lu Fan, A Li, and, of course, Barbara - who worked all day Christmas day just so that this small band of fellow travellers, Barbara included, could enjoy a happy, luxurious, warm and delicious Christmas. 感谢你们! [Slice of Heaven: "The best New Zealand cafe, bakery, and wine bar in Kunming, possibly China."]
So if I jiggle my foot like this......
Known as the Hardcore Santana, a Kunming driver, recently drove a Volkswagen Santana up and over a pedestrian bridge. "The driver reportedly pulled out of traffic on the third ring road, driving the wrong way for a short distance, before pulling up onto a pedestrian bridge and driving to the other side of the road. The driver then proceeded to not allow a man carrying a baby up the stairs to pass. After a short stare-down, the man with the infant retreated down the stairs, obviously annoyed." [Read more http://www.gokunming.com/en/blog/item/2297/video_kunming_driver_crosses_pedestrian_bridge] Having trouble imagining how this was possible? See below. One of Kunming's many pedestrian overpasses and its stair access. I use this particular overpass almost every day of the week. I can only dream of the day the Hardcore Santana decides to try his stunt on my overpass. (Alas, and in spite of what some purported witnesses may have you believe, my Chinese fender kicking days are over.) Any clearer now on the above sign? Not really. Will I step out with less trepidation tomorrow? Hahaha.......... Click on images to enlarge
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