The autumn leaves are falling like rain. Although my neighbors are all barbarians and you, you are a thousand miles away, there are always two cups at my table.

T’ang Dynasty poem

Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter. If your mind isn't clouded by unnecessary things, this is the best season of your life.

~ Wu-men ~

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Who Needs Fiction: Kim Possible Menu

The noted sinologist Victor Mair parses an item on a Chinese menu that is a treasure trove of Chinglish. I simply can't begin to pull out an extract for you. Please go see the whole mess for yourself.

Explodes fries?

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