Lemme elaborate.
I have never saw the need to really learn Chinese despite me being a Chinese myself, I am terrible at understanding the language, failed my O level chinese and even got ungraded for Oral.
Fantastic eh?
It was only on Saturday did I realize how important Chinese is in my daily life...and the only time it really mattered was during a session that involved.......er...Food. =)
The fried beehoon at my coffeeshop tasted better, and came with luncheon meat if u pay $1.60....the one at TDW cost me $5.80, and had nothing much to offer.
The glutinous rice looked like a lot, until we realised below it was heap of leaves which made up for its shear size...cheated!
We concluded that the place was kinda horrible and not to go there again. But then we noticed the next table having soup which smelled really good and were regretting not trying that one instead.
Then Xinn kinda shook her head and mentioned "didn't you read the restaurant's name? it's Tang Dian Wang....tang....soup....they specialise in soup."
The three of us non-Chinese-speaking-Chinese people had blank expressions written all over our faces like 3 idiots who just realized our grave mistake.
See? Chinese does help afterall...maybe next time I'll consider learning the chinese language...but just the words that I will use often enough....like "Char Siew"...."Bao Bing"...."Mai Dang Lao"...etc.
Andrew
1 comment:
HAHAHA.
omg so typical of you guys!
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