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We had our first sit-down meal at our favorite Chinese takeaway this evening. It was nice. It was large. It was sweet. I find Chinese sauces here sweeter than I’m used to.

Fortune cookies are unusual here, but we got them. This really was mine. Uncle B’s was something about an angry man closing his eyes and opening his mouth.

We had a walk in the woods (saw a badger sett! And a barn owl!) and came home for a nice, long nap.

A couple more days of enforced idleness like this, and even I might long for a job to do.

Or, you know.

Maybe not.


Comment from dfbaskwill
Time: December 30, 2008, 7:42 pm

I’m not sure if I would consider that fortune good or bad! It seems a little foreboding, don’t you think? Or am I just being my usual pessimistic self?

Comment from wendyworn
Time: December 30, 2008, 8:13 pm

The next time you go to that restaurant, the fortune will say, “you have arrived.”

Not to be off topic but since you have discussed the evil clown idea many times. I thought you would be interested in this:

Comment from nbpundit
Time: December 30, 2008, 8:36 pm

I had sticky rice wraps today, sushi some call it.
The Tsunami Wasabi™ was hot hot hot…

Comment from Allen
Time: December 30, 2008, 8:38 pm

And, you shall be given a sign…


Comment from armybrat
Time: December 30, 2008, 9:46 pm

I’d go for option B- maybe not. But that’s just me!

Comment from Enas Yorl
Time: December 31, 2008, 1:06 am

I got a cookie fortune once that said “All your dreams will come true”. I tend to have really freaky dreams and nightmares so that “fortune” was not particularly comforting.

Comment from porknbean
Time: December 31, 2008, 3:09 am

Seems that fortune is spot on. Won’t be long before you hitch yourself to a badger for keeps.

Comment from Nicole
Time: December 31, 2008, 9:56 am

My best fortune ever was one I still have at my desk:

“As long as you don’t sign up for anything new, you’ll do fine.”

Comment from Jill
Time: December 31, 2008, 11:12 am

This is my funny fortune cookie story…a few months back, a cow-orker and I ordered in Chinese for the two of us.

Well, we got 3 fortune cookies.

His said something to the effect of ‘you will achieve spiritual enlightenment by 2PM tomorrow’…mine said (and I quote) ‘it is very important that you change your bad attitude’. I looked at him and said, well hell, I don’t like that one, I’m opening the other one.

So I did.

It said ‘it is very important that you change your bad attitude’.

Nothing like a little carry-out karmic nose-thumbing…

Comment from Gibby Haynes
Time: December 31, 2008, 1:31 pm

Man, I haven’t been to a sit-down meal at what B calls the ‘Chinko’ for years. We just get take-aways. But I’m glad to hear they’ve started serving fortune cookies (in at least one restaurant).

In movies and TV, the people never seem to actually eat the cookie. So, are you meant to? And if so, what do they taste like? i.e. Sweet or savoury?

They look like they’re made out of that thin pastry that spring rolls are made out of. Is that correct? Oh golly gee, I’m so excited!

You are almost there


Comment from MCPO Airdale
Time: December 31, 2008, 1:46 pm

As Merry once said, “Where are we going?”

Comment from bad cat robot
Time: December 31, 2008, 1:53 pm

I’ve always wanted to make my own fortune cookies …


Comment from dfbaskwill
Time: December 31, 2008, 2:24 pm

While in Podiatry School in Philadelphia (located in Chinatown) back in the 80’s, I lived next door to a Fortune Cookie factory. 1/2 of the cookies in the US come from there, the other half are from Brooklyn. The smell was one of the greatest you can imagine. The actual cookies aren’t quite that good, but once you have that smell in your mind, you’ll always eat the cookie.

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 31, 2008, 4:40 pm

Podiatry school! Who knew? Quick everybody, take your shoes off for dfbaskwill!

Fortune cookies aren’t very flavorful, Gibby. In fact, I often wonder why I eat them at all, after a huge heavy meal, but I always do. They are slightly sweet, with a hint of lemon.

Comment from dfbaskwill
Time: December 31, 2008, 5:42 pm

Do they still call them chiropodists over there?

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: December 31, 2008, 6:00 pm

Yes, they do.

Look at the bright side: I knew a urologist whose father-in-law invited him to a surprise pizzle inspection once. As in, “look here — there’s something odd on my willy!” Zzzzip.

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