Oh I forgot to mention that I had dinner with Suga and her family last night in Thornleigh. We went to a Malaysian Restaurant which Christina and the family used to go to many years ago. Apparently the place hadn’t changed at all. All the waiters were wearing wild Balinese style outfits, there were hardly any other Asians eating there and my bowl left a film of sticky sludge on my hands after I touched it (gotta love dirty ghetto places huh?!). I knew I was in for some great food, and sure enough, the food was awesome.
At the end of the meal Jess (Christina’s little sister) brought up fortune cookies, and how they used to get them there when they were kids. It was decided that we’d ask for some. I then joked that they probably wouldn’t give us fortune cookies because we weren’t white. Funny then that when we asked for some, the waitress had a look of confusion on her face, and said (in Chinese) “we usually only give fortune cookies to white people!”. CLASSIC!
Christina’s fortune cookie read:
He who sacrifices his conscience to ambition burns a picture to obtain the ashes.
Can somebody please translate?!