I didn’t make it through a full day at work today. Turned up late due to a sudden vomiting attack, and when staring into the sink at the remnants of cheese and mushroom from last night’s pizza I should have cut my losses and phoned in sick. Instead I braved it and spent the entire time aching, retching and producing stinking burps. Fortunately it was quiet and I was able to go home to bed, where I drank plenty of water and eventually managed some soup and some crunchy roast corn snacks. I bought some frozen salt and pepper chicken wings on the off-chance I would want to eat, but was disappointed to find I had accidentally got Chinese flavoured legs and thighs. That will not do.
And what exactly is ‘Chinese flavour’? I’ve had Chinese food before and it has more than one flavour to it. In fact the umbrella-term ‘Chinese food’ includes more than one type of food. There is rice and noodles and many different sauces and meats. And that’s just the sort of Chinese food available in England. In China they have scorpions and toads and fertilised duck eggs too. To conclude: whoever is charged with authoring product descriptions for Co-op supermarket is guilty of cultural reductionism and obfuscation.
Chinese flavoured food |
Tomorrow I will rise like Lazarus, like Christ, like the Coelacanth, like Obi-Wan Kenobi, like Dumbledore and Harry Potter, like The Terminator, like a zombie with undamaged brain. I will rise from my bed and go visit my family taking time out to go and see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1. It’s going to be legen-wait for it-dary. Yes, cynical, moaning, grumpy, serious, old before my time me is excited as a school girl about the new movie. Perhaps not in the same way as a school girl but you know what I mean. (Who are you anyway?)
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