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September 13, 2005
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Chocolate and the Charlie Factory
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Is it still culture shock if the culture I'm shocked by is the one that more closely resembles my own? Because I don't see four people riding one motorcycle in Sydney. And I was getting used to that.

Milk chocolate in Bangkok and squirt it deep into a Charlie Factory and Charlie is on his way. Do the same in Sydney and Charlie will be an imminent presence. But the Bangkok Charlie and the Sydney Charlie, even if made from the same chocolate in the same plant, will not taste the same.

No need to take my word for it. Take this opportunity to shamelessly coax Mysha, as I have, into making you truffles.

I stood out in Bangkok simply because I didn't look Thai. I stand out in Sydney simply because I trip on uneven pavement. But when I'm not tripping on uneven pavement, I'm tripping on the fundamental advantages that the luck of Charlie's being raised in a First World city like Sydney affords him: potable water, invisible air, relative quiet, ethnic diversity, and, of course, a wide selection of chocolate.


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i love on your fat cat every time i go to kamla, diane and rachna's apt. he makes me smile, esp when he chases the mouse into the mirror. me and theory is buddies.

i want chocolate --

meredilalink to this comment
September 22, 2005 10:41 PM



meredila,

theewy theewy theewy! chocolate. theewy theewy theewy!

tevanlink to this comment
September 24, 2005 1:47 AM



i have big fat chocolate truffels for you when you get back! errg! i feel like you have been gone forever! are you tripping around sydney falling for chocolate!? have you so easily forgotten your love for jelly beans?

myshalink to this comment
September 28, 2005 1:58 AM



mysha,

are those truffles?

you ask good questions. hopefully my answers are adequate.

1. correct. we'll say that my balance issue boils down to a chocolate issue.

2. I have not forgotten my love for jelly beans! true love lasts forever. but if it's not a jelly belly, it's not a jelly bean, and I can't find me them jelly bellies 'round hurr.

I've dipped my tongue in the water of other beans, but they just taste like sweet, chewy chemicals. jelly belly sells me a convincing lie.

I did get into chewy gobstoppers for a couple of days, but my teeth can only stop so much gob before they pers. hurt. I mean hurt.

tevanlink to this comment
September 30, 2005 3:36 AM