Day 9 of 26: Geez, how many of my blogs are about food?

A gloomy sort of day yesterday, thunderstorms and everything. I got my audience into the room, started the show, and the heavens burst — it sounded like rain on a car roof. You know, quietly lulling, which I suppose isn’t the best audience for a comedy show. They were quiet but nice, a ‘smiler’ crowd (we all have those). But after the show I had two women come up to me, both older. And we just talked about the stuff in the show; the ultra-serious bits. It’s excellent when people seriously engage with it, and when there’s a sense that maybe they’ll continue to think about it afterwards.

I popped into Ong Gie again, for japchae this time (glass noodles — made from mung bean starch; better than it sounds, promise), and I got chatting to the owner. I hope this place succeeds, they’re lovely, but Korean is an unknown element here. I’m sure the students provide a fair amount of business but July and even August must be quiet (if it’s a choice between a kebab and Korean on a drunken stumble, the kebab will always win).

It’s difficult to stay healthy during the festival, which is kind of why Ong Gie is a good thing. They’re quite into vegetables. I’m sure most comics will try a bit and go — what’s that strange plant-like taste in my mouth? It seems hauntingly familiar. In the past it was Susie’s Wholefood’s Diner that saved all of our lives, but that closed down a few months ago. Too bad, that was the first place I ever visited in Edinburgh (not during the festival), probably 7 years ago now.

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3 comments
  1. Mika Takamura said:

    Hello there. I am one of the ‘older’ women. Are you age-conscious or am I?
    I miss being in Edinburgh. Hope the rest of your stay there will be even nicer than it has been.

    • broderickchow said:

      Sorry! ‘Older’ was the wrong word to use. Anyways, I’m not so young. I hope you had a good time at the festival!

  2. Mika Takamura said:

    That’s all right. I am indeed in the ‘older’ category. Here in Japan people always want to know or are constantly guessing how old other persons are. It may have roots in our values and way of deciding socially appropriate behavior toward others; you are supposed to respect those who are older than you. It was refreshingly amazing not having been asked at all how old I was during my 17-day stay in the UK.

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