Chopsticks!
And so I learnt to eat with chopsticks! I mostly like Chinese food, with the exception of those soaked and drenched in the magical soya sauce. I have been to numerous Chinese food places, and yet, never felt the desire to learn to use the chopsticks. Even in places where they assumed you knew how to use them, I would casually demand for a fork. Until yesterday.
I don’t want to discuss the Chinese restaurant of yesterday, but it was bad. Or atleast bad enough to inspire me to learn a new art.
Observation is an art too, that can be both dangerous as well as rewarding. For me, this one time, it sure was constructive.
Today, when I went in to warm my lunch, the chopsticks in the office kitchen called out to me. It took me a while till I could finish my little bowl of rice, but it was fun. I am getting better at it, slowly though.
Here’s to lots more Chinese food and chopstick days!
I don’t want to discuss the Chinese restaurant of yesterday, but it was bad. Or atleast bad enough to inspire me to learn a new art.
Observation is an art too, that can be both dangerous as well as rewarding. For me, this one time, it sure was constructive.
Today, when I went in to warm my lunch, the chopsticks in the office kitchen called out to me. It took me a while till I could finish my little bowl of rice, but it was fun. I am getting better at it, slowly though.
Here’s to lots more Chinese food and chopstick days!
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