on the way home from work today, one of my chinese coworkers sighed and said, "i want some pizza." my ears perked at this, because pizza is my absolute favoritist food in the world, and i was excited to find a chinese person with a real taste for it. "you like pizza? i asked her. "yeah, and you can get it so cheap." "What!?" i've found pizza, but its always at western prices, which are about three or four times the cost of a chinese meal. "yeah, only 15 kuai." "What!?" that would be incredibly cheap. "15 kuai, yeah and you get three pieces." this is sounding good. "and it comes with something else," nice. "it comes with.. fish cookies."
oh, shoot. crashing back to reality, i realized that any pizza that comes with fish cookies isn't going to be worth a damn. and if any of you were thinking that might be goldfish or cookies shaped like fish or something, no. fish would be the key ingredient. i've never had them, but i've been burned enough with things like that. again, i felt the distance growing between me and coworker.