Sep 13, 2009
Drinking Bones
Sunday afternoon, Stacy’s brothers’ wife’s uncle invited us to lunch at his restaurant in the town of JiaoXi ç¤æºª, just north of Yilan. The restaurant serves a dish that is a specialty of Macao; drinking soup mixed with the marrow of a large bone . Sounds weird; tastes good.
Then we went to a special “coffee museum.” Apparently, the founder of Mr Brown coffee is from Yilan, and there is a special coffee shop dedicated to Mr Brown coffee. Since Mr Brown and I have a long friendship going back many years, I had to get a picture in front of his house:
The distant cousins had a bit of a communication gap at first, then they broke the ice playing a game. First they put a GOB of sugar into Mom’s tea, then then they did rock-paper-scissors to determine who would have to drink it. This is called “fun.”
BTW, in the first picture there, cousin Gene 楊昕 is wearing a mask because he has a cold, and he didn’t want to infect us. There is a huge scare about H1N1 in Taiwan now; I’ll post more about that soon.
I think my life would be complete if I could visit Mr. Brown’s house.
You shoulda posted a picture of a can of Mr. Brown for those laowai who have no clue about its yummy goodness.
OK, the need for gloves is a little disturbing. As is the straw in a bone. Sugar in tea, yes. Bone marrow, not so much. Oh wait, it’s not wrong, it’s just different!