Bridging the cultural gap

I was at the Fredericton market this morning, getting half our groceries (meat, fresh veggies) when I stopped at Betty Lee’s Chinese food stall. I picked up some shrimp chips and pot stickers. Betty is awesome and her food is delicious. I said something about loving food a bit too much and patted my belly. She said to me that the Chinese have a saying about how food is meant to be savoured and enjoyed.

“My mom has a saying too,” I told her.

“Oh?” she asked, intrigued.

“Never trust a skinny cook.”

Betty laughed. “That’s a good one!”

I love the market.

Published by andrea

Older, possibly wiser, still forgetful.