BIG SUM

I was talking to my mother this morning when she told me that Fei Fei passed away.

For those who don't know, she was a famous HK actress known for her rotund features and regularly rocking a pair of horn-rimmed glasses. Think Chinese version of a Far Side comic female.

Anywho, It really made me think about the one thing that I've been missing these past 18 months.

Ugh...

I really don't want to use the phrase "Where is my Chinese Side?!", but I suppose it works. (My excuse is that I didn't have my coffee this morning. That, and I'm an idiot)

For those of you who keep regular contact with me, you probably heard me bitch about how incredibly BAD Chinese food is in Japan. But there's a bit more than simply a fat kid's desire to eat something more than "Ebi-chili".

One of the things that I respect my Mother for was her attempt to expose me to all things Japanese and Chinese, but I was essentially raised by a group of HK Aunties. (Interestingly enough, I call one of my closest aunts on my Mom's side Maria-san. Haha!)

Chinese New Year, Dimsum, feather dusters and HK cinema were some of things that made up an incredibly large part of my childhood, adolescence and adulthood. Hell, I remember mealing on leftover Dimsum instead of packing on my last night in Toronto. (I know where my priorities stand)

What I'm trying to say is that while I haven't really thought about it, I guess I'll always "be as Chinese as I am Japanese". Or something like that.

AAAAAAANYWHO!

Enough of this rather silly topic. I just thought I would vent for a bit. I don't want to get all, "I'll never forget my heritage" or "aZn pRIde" and whatnot. That shit's so incredibly weak.

Sooooooo incredibly weak.

I just think it sucks that I can't watch Ah-Fei and Uncle Bill one last time while mealing on leftover Turnip Cakes.

-Hitoshi "aZn pRIde!!!!!!! HAR HAR! (don't punch me...)" Murakami