Today I was in the back seat of a car sitting with a stuffed dog on my lap. I mentioned that this stuffed animal looks just like my dog who I’m really starting to miss. Our translator, Helen, looked at me like I had two heads.
“This is not a dog!….”(pause to look up the word in English) “This is a TIGER!”
There are other things that are infinitely more confusing, for instance, what could this possibly taste like?
From the cover I was hoping it was actually potato with hollandaise sauce topped with a delicious tomato. (Can you tell that I’m missing american-style brunch?)
Here’s what it tasted like: Tomato and Chicken. I still don’t know what the yellow sauce indicates.
And we’re not exactly sure what we’re supposed to do in this garden:
And did you know that Confucious has his own cruise?