Here at the frontier, the leaves fall like rain. Although my neighbors are all barbarians, there are still two cups at my table.


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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