Sunday, April 27, 2008


If you know me well, you know that my favorite place to eat is Penang, in Philly's Chinatown. So imagine how cool I thought it was that the local South Jersey paper did a review of Penang!  Well, then I read it.  I don't want to be the stereotypical hyper-PC grad student, seeking out racial, ethnic, or gender slights at every opportunity.  

But DUDE.  He said the waiters looked like NINJAS.  

I sent the author an email.  I won't reproduce it here because I tend to get long-winded and rhetorically self-indulgent when I write angry emails, but I'll let you know if he responds.

1 comment:

Robyn said...

Nicole, I hadn't read since April Fools, so this was really a fun read for me. You've posted alot, and it is really interesting. One thing I like about it is just getting to keep up with knowing who you are in how you respond to things (like the Frida Kahlo exhibit's wall colors and commercialism), and reducing your carbon footprint by the way you'll live in the city. You are teaching us, setting an example to follow--even though that is not likely your intent.

I've got to ask--was it me, or was it Daddy, who through away your journals and letters and kept your stuffed animals when you were 13? Sorry, sweetie. At the restoration of all things, I believe you'll get them back, don't you think? I hope so, anyway. Like renewing acquaintances with old frends!

Love you. I'm staying in reading this morning, while daddy's out birding in near-freezing temps. More power to him! I hope he gets a Montezuma quail, a lifer, for his suffering. They are like a painted and carved gourd--really pretty.