This summer I’ve spent a lot of time eating with the Chinese. It’s a bit of a blur, but it’s a bit like being with the other side of the ocean. I’ve been able to enjoy Chinese food with the Chinese, the Filipino, the Thai, and the Vietnamese, and I’ve also had the Japanese, and even the Koreans, and everyone is different.
I think the best thing Ive had to show the Chinese is how much they like my favorite Korean dish, soju. The best thing Ive had to show the Japanese is that they love sushi, but Ive had to remind them that theirs is a different way so they just eat it for fun.
I wonder if the Japanese and Koreans and Chinese are all that different. Thats a good question and one that Ive never really thought about, but if they are, how different is they really? In some ways, theyre all pretty alike. They all love sushi, and they all love soju. They all want to learn more about each other, so I feel like theyre pretty similar.
In some ways, theyre all pretty alike. They all love sushi, and they all love soju. They all want to learn more about each other, so I feel like theyre pretty similar. Thats a good question and one that Ive never really thought about, but if they are, how different is they really In some ways, theyre all pretty alike. They all love sushi, and they all love soju.
In some ways, theyre all pretty alike. They all love sushi, and they all love soju. Thats a good question and one that Ive never really thought about, but if they are, how different is they really is their lives and their relationships are pretty similar. They all love sushi, and they all love soju.
There are a lot of similarities here too. For one, these soju lovers are all from Japan, and the sushi lovers are from China. The difference is pretty much all in the mind of Colt, who has a hard time reconciling his past with the present. His Japanese love of sushi came from his father, and his Chinese love of soju came from his mother.
In our latest interview with Colt, he said, “My father is a Chinese-American, as is my mother. Both of my grandmothers were from Vietnam, one was a Buddhist and one was a Buddhist. Both of them were from South America, so they both got pissed at the same time, which is why they both got angry and fought, and when they got pissed off, they both drank.
Colt said that he was raised by his grandparents in the suburbs of Chicago. His father, an immigrant from Vietnam, was a chef. His mother, from the old country, was a housewife. They met when both were in their early 20’s. They both married Chinese Americans and raised their family in the same neighborhood. It’s not that they were perfect parents, but they certainly did their best. After graduating high school they moved to Illinois to work in Chicago’s Chinatown.
A relationship between two cultures? I don’t think so. The couple was more an immigrant to America, and then a naturalized American who was raised in the suburbs. Sure, they knew each other and got along, but this was more of an acquaintance.
There is no such thing as an “intercultural relationship.” The word “intercultural” is a mis-used, politically incorrect way of describing a situation where two cultures, usually with different backgrounds, are friendly and mutually interested (or at least tolerating) each other. It implies that the two cultures are not connected to each other in any way.
