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That’s right, peeps. I’ve got you all FREE Slurpees AND a Solar Eclipse on my birthday because that’s how I roll…

You do need to get to the Southern Pacific Ocean in order to view the Solar Eclipse though you will thank me when you are staring at your own feet taking a sip from a tropical drink with an umbrella on top.

7 11 2010 Solar Eclipse Celebrate my birthday this Sunday? Have a Slurpee from 7 Eleven and a Solar Eclipse on me!

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Outings for Slurpees at 7-Eleven have been a cheap thrill for my kids, so maybe the less mobile amongst you can take advantage of this other FREE gift that I have got you. It is a great family bonding ritual. And you don’t know how awesome the brain freeze you get from a Slurpee can be until you watch this video.

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I am pretty sure there is no added hallucinogenic inside Slurpees. They are simply awesome on their own.

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Perhaps sharing the same “birthday” with 7 Eleven has made me partial to this chain store since I was little. It does not hurt that 7 Eleven is one of the ubiquitous convenience stores in Taiwan. Where my parents used to live, there were three 7 Eleven’s within easy walking distance. Where they live now? There is one right outside the alley. And this IS perfectly normal. In fact, it is expected:

“Boasting more than 9,100 convenience stores in an area of 35,980 km² and a population of 23 million, Taiwan has Asia Pacific’s and perhaps the world’s highest density of convenience stores per person: one store per 2,500 people… With 4,665 7-Eleven stores, Taiwan also has the world’s highest density of 7-Elevens per person: one store per 4,930 people.” (Source: What else? Wikipedia of course)

The amount and array of goods you can find inside a 7 Eleven in Taiwan is astounding, especially the food. Drinks. Snacks. HOT food: Dim sum. Steamed buns. Bentos. Tea eggs. Hot dogs. For Chinese New Year, they even “cater” the entire meal of 10 courses!  Whenever we visit my folks in Taipei, visiting 7 Eleven becomes a daily ritual. The boys, all three of them, have a great time figuring out which beverages out of the 158,826 varieties will be better than the last one they enjoyed.

Because the corporation that owns the 7 Eleven franchise in Taiwan also owns a large bookstore chain, you can order books online and pick them up from your local 7 Eleven, quite often on the very next day! In fact, you can pay all the municipal fees such as water, gas, electricity, parking fees, traffic violation and parking fines, telephone bills, credit card balances at your local 7 Eleven and any other convenience store.

They put the CONVENIENCE back in Convenience Stores.

More than anything though, 7 Eleven aspires to being a people pleaser. Wow. Sounds like somebody I know! Your local 7 Eleven strives to have available anything that you could ask for: spirits, courage, a star, a good feeling, and they will bag it for you…

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That’s what I would like for my birthday. A good feeling bagged to go.

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7 Year Old: Mom, what’s the yoky part of the egg?

Me: You mean the Yolk?

7 Year Old: No, I mean, which part does the baby chick come from?

Me: Ok, honey, the eggs you are eating? These are not the kind that baby chicks come from.

7 Year Old: Why?

Me: These are eggs that have not been… (Oh fuck!)  Sigh.  Ok.  You know how in order to make a baby? … You need a mommy and a daddy together to make a baby?  Well, the eggs you are eating only came from the mommy hen.  There is no daddy involved.

7 Year Old: How come there are single mommies with children?

Me: *Inserting foot in mouth*  There are daddies.  It’s just that the daddy for some reason is not living with them any more…

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Hind sight is 20-20. Why did I go into unnecessary details? I was all of a sudden caught in a panic that he might decide to not eat eggs due to the baby chick situation, he who only eats 5 kinds of food. I needed to reassure him that he’s not endangering any baby chics by eating eggs. I could not run the risk of eggs being off the menu.

Up next: Why honey was almost off the list.

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I wonder what the statute of limitations is for going on and on and on about a trip one took in the blogosphere. Bear with me here: there is an urgent whining I need to unload…

WTF ASIA?! What’s up with all the skinny bitches?

If you know me, you know that I’d be the last person on earth to reinforce/subscribe to any stereotypes knowingly. I am the self-proclaimed, kill-joy, party-pooper, stereotype police. But I have to say, I felt totally out of place when I was in that part of the world last week. Actually, I felt TOO MUCH OF ME was IN the place.

I left in 1993 and have not been living over there. Throughout the years, I have become complacent. I am 5’7″, so by all measurement, I am of medium height in the U.S.  I “carry my weight” really well and I have the advantage of living in the Midwest, to be more specific, in Chicago, the #13 Fattest City in the US in 2009. In addition, I often wonder whether being Asian automatically makes me look thinner, like, here’s my theory, people cannot believe that there are fat Asian women… When I renewed my driver’s licence last year, the man at the DMV refused to accept the number I gave him for my weight.

“You look like you weigh no more than 150 lbs!” So he put down that number. Hey. I was NOT going to argue with him…

As soon as I got on the plane from Washington D.C. to Tokyo, I felt like a giant. Not only was I taller, I needed more girth. I was in the middle seat, and both of my seat mates voluntarily surrendered the armrests to me. That is the kind of nice gestures you make for the overweightI looked: neither of them filled up their seats. I could see the blue seat cushions. Like the “air between thighs” test, they also passed the “visible seat cushion” test.

As soon as I got off the plane in Tokyo, I had the vision of Godzilla rampaging through the City of Tokyo in my head. Was I merely imagining the worst about myself? I wish.

“You are so fat now!” My nephew said as soon as he greeted me at the airport. With affection, mind you.

“Have you gained more weight since March?” My mom asked. “Look at your arms.”

When I saw my dad at home. “Oh, ha ha ha. Look at you. You seem to be bigger than last time.”

At the restaurant where I saw my brother and my sister-in-law, because that is really all we do: we get together, we eat, we talk, and we eat some more,

“You didn’t lose any weight at all!… Never mind. Eat eat eat. Eat now. Go on a diet when you return to the U.S.”

My entire trip I vacillated between feeling obese and stuffing my face. Often simultaneously.

“You need to lose weight. Now eat some more!”

I love my family.

So here is the chicken and egg question:

Did I feel the urge to get out of there because I knew I would not fit in, in more ways than one? Or did I let myself grow to fit the space that was afforded me, physically and figuratively?



More WTF moments came when I was at various restaurants, roadside stands, shops, stalls, surrounded by skinny women stuffing their faces heartily with delicious food. So fucking unfair…

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One of the best beef noodle in Taipei. There is a line outside on a Monday night...

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Deep fried anything tastes yummy

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Big giant tapioca balls, oh, how I love thee... So much so that I had 6 of tapioca treats in 2 days...

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Dan Dan Noodle - a tradtional Taiwanese dish; I had no desire to go to fancy restaurants. I craved the roadside vendors and night markets...



At the basement of any department store worth its weight, there is a tricked out food court lined with shops offering any style of Chinese cuisine (and Japanese and Korean) one can possibly crave. As if that is not enough to mock the overweight amongst us, on the other side of the food court, there are always fancy pastry shops and bakeries, tempting us with the mouthwatering, intricately decorated, baked goods.

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Temptations! Tell me this is NOT a case for "f* unfair!"

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Another pastry shop. How many pastry shops does one need? Apparently many.

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Another fancy pastry shop? No. Wait... This is good ol' Dunkin Donuts! Upgraded!

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“The Simple Grace of Sharing a Meal” Or, My first gig as a guest blogger

November 6, 2009 random

Velva over at Tomatoes on the Vine kindly asked me to be a guest on her blog.  I had to agree because if she was crazy enough to ask me, who knows what’s going to happen if I had said No to her? So, please hop over now (but NOT like a frog) and visit [...]

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Twinkies got a bad rep ’cause we find the name irresistable

October 23, 2009 random

In the American Pop culture conscious, there is this curious obsession with Twinkies.  One of the new exhibits at the Museum of Science and Industry in Chicago is about Twinkies.  Putting our obsession with this oddity on view. For once, let’s scientifically study the myth that Twinkies will never die.  Observe and report.  (I will [...]

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I want to love my airlines, I really do… Just keep bringing me the alcohol…

August 26, 2009 random

These are the grapes served with dinner on one of my UA flights. Notice the white fussy thingy in at least two places? Mold. No. I didn’t say anything to the flight attendant since I was for once upgraded to the first class, and boy, was I grateful! Besides, the flight attendant was pretty good [...]

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If I don’t write this down I will probably forget and it would be as if I never witnessed the genius in my kid

August 25, 2009 no manual for parenting

Act. 1 “The Middle Number” Mr. Monk wondered aloud in the back of the car, “What is in the middle of all the numbers?” “Uh. Honey. We can’t know that since we don’t know what the ‘last number’ is.”  Taking a deep breath, I was all too scared of explaining the concept of infinity to a [...]

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Sunday breakfast: somebody loves me!

June 28, 2009 no manual for parenting

Mr. Monk surprised me with a nice, healthy breakfast, much healthier than I prepare for them… He has been trying to mother me lately: Are you driving over the speed limit? Why do you drink so much coffee? You should have brrrkfast every day you know. And, this is the best one: Why are you [...]

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The best ramen noodle ever. Hands down!

June 8, 2009 random

Even popular in other Asian countries! That should mean a lot… Find it @ your friendly neighborhood Korean grocery stores…

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Red Bull milk shake? Just seems wrong…

May 23, 2009 a picture is worth a thousand words
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