Edward (my tea party conspirator) and I were having an intense English debate earlier this morning , briefly interrupted by an insight by his 20-years-younger Chinese girlfriend, who bemusedly noted, “One of you start talking before the other ends their sentence. How can you hear what other is saying if you both talk at the [...]
Tag Archives: Nanjing
No leaf left uneaten
The foot masseuse thought I was preggers the other day. No, I just ate too many buns or something. When eating in China: 1. Warning to dieters: doing business in China always mean endless banquets and working lunches that turn into 10 courses. 2. Try to have 3 spoonfuls max of any given dish. Do [...]
Ni hao, zhong guo
12 hours in China, and I am already exhausted of Chinese toilets, the unhealthily reliable constant: dirty squatters, urine everywhere and no toilet paper. Even plumbing within private households blows. Strangely, dirty toilets in China smell differently from dirty toilets in America, and I am becoming conditioned to associate this unfamiliar odor to poop. Maybe [...]
Jenny Liu’s Little Red Book
20 something New Yorker working in advertising, while trying to break into a 4000 year old tea trade in the People's Republic of China.
Where am I now? Check my Google map
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Mac and Cheese takedown taken-down
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St. Marks' love letter
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An empire state of mind
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Moved to Boston, ate some stuff
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Tokyo reverie
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Middle America: gastronomic wasteland?
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Contrasts
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One small step into a tea farm,
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It takes some guts (and stomach) to be a New Yorker
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New Orleans, 20 pounds later.
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Eric: Why are you going around stalking bargirls and sen...
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Jenny Liu: Not as amazing as the photos YOU took!...
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