Dawn + Soup

a couple days ago, i attended a luncheon with some remarkable people.

one of them was an incredible poet who later gave me her book.

here are some lines from her book

清辰永远牵不到黄昏的手

彼此间却有着永恒的期待

dawn never holds the hand of dusk -

there is an eternal expectation between them.

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i haven't been able to discuss what i've been eating because nothing has really stuck out at me. i mean granted i'm in the land of sweet and sour pork, and peking duck, but i haven't been AMAZED yet.

Okay thats a lie, i have been amazed. I attended a late lunch at this place called Green T House, an oasis in the middle of farm and construction zone. And what they did have a Tom Yung Kung soup. Normally i prefer the seedy place down the street where you literally see the bugs crawling out of the kitchen, and i am 80% sure they just let them crawl straight back into the darker coloured dishes and serve them. but this Green T place would never do that. Not only were the ceramics of every person's bowl different (i later had the priviledge, and strictly by coincidence, went to her studio to see how she works), the soup had enough lime flavour to it to not have the shrimp and clammy seafoodness overpower it. The hint of coconut as well was just a hint.

Post pics soon!