Underneath a harvest moon
On the 20th, it will be the harvest moon in China and time to eat mooncakes – when I was in Hong Kong it was the same time of year and the mooncakes were intricate and delicious. Last night, I asked for moon cakes and of the 15 people sitting at the table only one other person – an American ex-pat – would take a bite of it. Moon cakes to Chinese are like fruitcakes to Americans – they appear at that certain time of year and no one eats them. They are dense with bean curd and or nuts and candied fruit. I had my leftover one from last night for breakfast with my tea this morning. Already I have a taste and smell of Asia.
Shanghai wakes up like New York – noisy and fast.