>Movies and Chinese food: that’s how we do it.
December 26, 2008 § Leave a comment
>It’s a tradition, one night of the year, for the members of my tribe to join forces with Chinese cuisine. Tonight was my first time ever at Taste of China, which is on the corner of my street. I can’t honestly say that I’ll be rushing back for seconds, but if I’m still in Astoria next Christmas, they will probably see me again.
Typically, I celebrate Jesus’ arrival on Earth with a movie marathon. Because of the recession, this year I cut back to two movies. First, I saw Wendy and Lucy, which bored me. Then I happened upon the French movie, The Secret of the Grain, which was beautiful and smart. Neither was as addictive as the television show, Friday Night Lights, which has consumed me for the past couple of days.
The best part of my day was my train ride home. A woman sitting near me watched as I scribbled some notes in my journal:
Woman on the train: Are you a writer of something?
Me: Trying to be.
Woman: Because you write so small.
Me: Yeah, I guess it’s kind of compulsive.
Woman: You should write a book, a novel; make some money.
Me: I don’t think there’s much money in books.
Woman: Well, it’s an investment.
I’m still not sure what she meant by “an investment” (besides time); I didn’t ask. When I got off the train at my stop, I thanked her and told her to have a nice night. I’ll take any encouragement I can get, even from strangers on the train.