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Apparently all major cities have a Chinatown, Chicago no different. It was strange though as I was told by our buddy that it was JUST like the dark and dingy Chinatown's that you see in the 70's movies..It was, but it wasn't. It was kind of...too clean and suburb-ish actually and said buddy stated as much, that it wasn't like this when he had come here years ago.
I'm not a big Chinese food fan, being as picky as I am...but they have the menus on the outside of the buildings and I came across a menu that was particularly American friendly...However in my rush to eat, as I was quite hungry, went to the restaurant door to the right of the menu and didn't realize until we were already seated and had drinks, that the menu I had hoped for was the door to the LEFT of the menu. I didn't like anything I had there...except for this shot. :D
another day, another bag full of crrrr-junk, hehehe
not yet included: keys to the car & water bottle
Over what are you going to wear these lovely tops? It’s easy, a perfect pair of jeans!
Student Fashion Call – Amp Up Your Spring Wardrobe With These Must-Haves!
ok.. who knows what these are?
Yup!
Chinese moon cakes, to celebrate the upcoming Moon Festival on September 22, 2010. These are lotus paste with no egg yolk... we like'em withoutthem! Had to take a photo now, because they will disappear soon!
A bit of history on mooncakes and the Autumn Mooncake festival.
borrowed off of the internet... thanks.. there are varying versions/stories/folklore, google for yourself to see more.
Mooncake
Rhonda Parkinson
The Moon festival (also called the Mooncake or Mid-Autumn festival) falls on September 22nd in the year 2010. What is the Moon festival? Every year on the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, when the moon is at its maximum brightness for the entire year, the Chinese celebrate "zhong qiu jie." Children are told the story of the moon fairy living in a crystal palace, who comes out to dance on the moon's shadowed surface. The legend surrounding the "lady living in the moon" dates back to ancient times, to a day when ten suns appeared at once in the sky. The Emperor ordered a famous archer to shoot down the nine extra suns. Once the task was accomplished, Goddess of Western Heaven rewarded the archer with a pill that would make him immortal. However, his wife found the pill, took it, and was banished to the moon as a result. Legend says that her beauty is greatest on the day of the Moon festival.
Rina Banerjee ‘Viola, from New Orleans-ah, an African Woman, was the 19th century’s rescue worker, a global business goods raker, combed, tilled the land of Commerce, giving America a certain extra extra excess culture, to cultivate it, making home for aliens not registered, made business of the finer, finer, had occupations, darning thread not leisure with reason and with luster, in ‘peek a book’ racial disguises preoccupied in circulating commerce, entertaining white folks, pulling and punching holes in barriers, place that where was once barren, without them, white banks made of mustard and made friendly folks feel home, welcomed and married immigrants from far noted how they been also starved, fled from servitude and colonial dangers, ships like dungeons, pushing coal in termite wholes, churning fire, but always learning, folding, washing, welcomed as aliens. She wandering, hosting, raising children connected to new mobilities and most unusual these movements in Treme’, New Orleans was a incubating, enmeshed embedded in this silken cocoon when she land, she’s came to be parachute mender, landed those blank immigrant peddlers from Hoogali network of newcomers’, exhibition ‘Make Me a Summary of the World’, San Jose Museum of Art, 2019, San Jose, California
Rina Banerjee ‘Viola, from New Orleans-ah, an African Woman, was the 19th century’s rescue worker, a global business goods raker, combed, tilled the land of Commerce, giving America a certain extra extra excess culture, to cultivate it, making home for aliens not registered, made business of the finer, finer, had occupations, darning thread not leisure with reason and with luster, in ‘peek a book’ racial disguises preoccupied in circulating commerce, entertaining white folks, pulling and punching holes in barriers, place that where was once barren, without them, white banks made of mustard and made friendly folks feel home, welcomed and married immigrants from far noted how they been also starved, fled from servitude and colonial dangers, ships like dungeons, pushing coal in termite wholes, churning fire, but always learning, folding, washing, welcomed as aliens. She wandering, hosting, raising children connected to new mobilities and most unusual these movements in Treme’, New Orleans was a incubating, enmeshed embedded in this silken cocoon when she land, she’s came to be parachute mender, landed those blank immigrant peddlers from Hoogali network of newcomers’, exhibition ‘Make Me a Summary of the World’, San Jose Museum of Art, 2019, San Jose, California
Rina Banerjee ‘Viola, from New Orleans-ah, an African Woman, was the 19th century’s rescue worker, a global business goods raker, combed, tilled the land of Commerce, giving America a certain extra extra excess culture, to cultivate it, making home for aliens not registered, made business of the finer, finer, had occupations, darning thread not leisure with reason and with luster, in ‘peek a book’ racial disguises preoccupied in circulating commerce, entertaining white folks, pulling and punching holes in barriers, place that where was once barren, without them, white banks made of mustard and made friendly folks feel home, welcomed and married immigrants from far noted how they been also starved, fled from servitude and colonial dangers, ships like dungeons, pushing coal in termite wholes, churning fire, but always learning, folding, washing, welcomed as aliens. She wandering, hosting, raising children connected to new mobilities and most unusual these movements in Treme’, New Orleans was a incubating, enmeshed embedded in this silken cocoon when she land, she’s came to be parachute mender, landed those blank immigrant peddlers from Hoogali network of newcomers’, exhibition ‘Make Me a Summary of the World’, San Jose Museum of Art, 2019, San Jose, California
Rina Banerjee ‘Viola, from New Orleans-ah, an African Woman, was the 19th century’s rescue worker, a global business goods raker, combed, tilled the land of Commerce, giving America a certain extra extra excess culture, to cultivate it, making home for aliens not registered, made business of the finer, finer, had occupations, darning thread not leisure with reason and with luster, in ‘peek a book’ racial disguises preoccupied in circulating commerce, entertaining white folks, pulling and punching holes in barriers, place that where was once barren, without them, white banks made of mustard and made friendly folks feel home, welcomed and married immigrants from far noted how they been also starved, fled from servitude and colonial dangers, ships like dungeons, pushing coal in termite wholes, churning fire, but always learning, folding, washing, welcomed as aliens. She wandering, hosting, raising children connected to new mobilities and most unusual these movements in Treme’, New Orleans was a incubating, enmeshed embedded in this silken cocoon when she land, she’s came to be parachute mender, landed those blank immigrant peddlers from Hoogali network of newcomers’, exhibition ‘Make Me a Summary of the World’, San Jose Museum of Art, 2019, San Jose, California
Rina Banerjee ‘Viola, from New Orleans-ah, an African Woman, was the 19th century’s rescue worker, a global business goods raker, combed, tilled the land of Commerce, giving America a certain extra extra excess culture, to cultivate it, making home for aliens not registered, made business of the finer, finer, had occupations, darning thread not leisure with reason and with luster, in ‘peek a book’ racial disguises preoccupied in circulating commerce, entertaining white folks, pulling and punching holes in barriers, place that where was once barren, without them, white banks made of mustard and made friendly folks feel home, welcomed and married immigrants from far noted how they been also starved, fled from servitude and colonial dangers, ships like dungeons, pushing coal in termite wholes, churning fire, but always learning, folding, washing, welcomed as aliens. She wandering, hosting, raising children connected to new mobilities and most unusual these movements in Treme’, New Orleans was a incubating, enmeshed embedded in this silken cocoon when she land, she’s came to be parachute mender, landed those blank immigrant peddlers from Hoogali network of newcomers’, exhibition ‘Make Me a Summary of the World’, San Jose Museum of Art, 2019, San Jose, California
Video Haiku by Jason Lee, called Without Them. It was screened at the Lightworks Festival in Grimsby Minster on the 18th March 2011.
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