Yesterday, Sandra and I took a tour of Chinatown in Boston. We learned about the history of this sometimes rough section of the city, about those who settled there. Most of the residents speak Cantonese while people who have settled in Massachusetts for jobs in high-tech speak Mandarin. (Did you know that there is a group and a language named Hakka in mainland China and Taiwan?)
We had dim sum at the China Pearl, visited a bakery, an herbal pharmacy (Tiger Balm is made neither from nor for tigers), several restaurants, clothing and gift stores, and a grocery store. We bought a black chicken, carrots the size of a baby's arm, and several packages of snack cookies for young and old. We saw, but didn't buy, live eels, dorian melon (with a smell like carrion in custard), and vegetarian squid. It was good fun. A big part of it was getting over the notion that things need to look like the stuff you'd find in Stop & Shop, Denny's, or Subway. More than a billion people have kim chee, pork roll, or rice and tofu in soy sauce for breakfast. They're doing just fine without the Coronary Artery Bypass on a Bun Special.
I expect that we'll see a lot of dogs on Alitalia once this news gets around.
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- Director of Housekeeping for a company in Florida: "Accomplishes housekeeping human resource strategies by determining accountabilities" and "Avoids legal challenges by understanding current and proposed legislation...."
- This one sounds dirty, but isn't: Sr SAP HR Org Mgt, Persnl Mgt Bene, Trainn/Evnt Mgt (*HOT Perm*)#881
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