Last night was Chinese New Year's Eve. To celebrate 2010's Year of the Tiger, Olivia and Jonathan hosted a dinner in Chinatown for 9 people. This dinner was something I've been looking forward to for a month and it more than exceeded my hopes. And, as my friend, Tony the Tiger would say, it was grrrrrrrrrreat.
It was Chinatown's busiest night. Because of that and the size of our group, the restaurant required Olivia and Jonathan to pre-order the menu a few days in advance. A choice between a western and Chinese menu confronted them. While they opted for the western menu, there was still chicken feet and sea cucumber served to us. We've decided that next year, we can take on the Chinese menu with its abalone and shark fin soup.
We arrived at 6:45 and left over four hours later, one of the last tables. That was in part because the owner intentionally sent our food out slowly so we could enjoy it and the company. Combine that with our Fischer Price-style game of making the sound of your Year and our table sounded like a bunch of barn yard animals (lots of horses and sheep, very few of anything else).
I learned that I was born in the Year of the Sheep. Per wikipedia, sheep are: Righteous, sincere, sympathetic, mild-mannered, shy, artistic, creative, gentle, compassionate, understanding, mothering, determined, peaceful, generous, seeks security. Can be moody, indecisive, over-passive, worrier, pessimistic, over-sensitive, complainer, weak-willed.
Many of those characteristics seem wrong (artistic? mothering? really?) but as it applies to everyone born between January 27, 1979 and February 15, 1980, its not surprising its a broad definition.
Gung hay fat choy!
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