Cehrabehra
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This is a work in progress but I thought I would share what I have thus far... in case it amuses anyone
Christmas in China
Buying gifts for the holidays was never harder than this year. In the past if I couldn't think of the perfect gift I could stroll through the mall or hit target at the last minute for something, anything. If you plan ahead you can browse the internet as well. All of that woe is me I can't find the perfect gift stuff looks SO good from here. The typical 'malls' here are underground markets filled stall after stall with cheap knitted wear or cheap jewelry or cheap toys. And by cheap I don't necessarily mean inexpensive. I mean poorly constructed. For a white person in China prices can often be the same as in America. There is a legal double standard here. Many places have two different price lists. A manicure where I go costs about $5 but if you are Chinese it is less than $3. Same deal all over town. Not to mention they really will rip you off if you let them and pickpockets are everywhere. Or you can go to the upscale malls which really do s-o-r-t-a resemble an American mall, except that the prices for everything are horrendously exaggerated. Example: I found a woman on the street selling scarves and she had a sign so I got the Chinese price of 15rmb which is just over 2 dollars. I bought 3 of them. I went inside the nice mall and they had the EXACT SAME SCARVES for 695rmb which is about $100. I couldn't even shop there after I saw that, everything I looked at was ridiculously priced. But for those prices you get an experience s-o-r-t-a like being in America. Sorta. You can buy online but then you face issues like will it arrive at all, will it arrive within 8 weeks, will customs snag it and claim that everything is double the original value sales be damned causing you to pay more in fees than you paid for the item. So what you end up with is a keyboard for your son where all the buttons are in Chinese, a foosball table also all in Chinese that could fall apart at any moment, a ridiculously expensive coffee cup ($15) from Starbucks that you know is at least high quality... etc. And you better hope that you brought Christmas paper from the states because the best you'll find are 1 square meter rolls with Barney on them.
Decorating the Christmas Tree was a new experience. Fake trees are the only option and the quality is not great. My ornaments from back home sag heavily on the flimsy branches which are bent at the tips at sharp angles to keep them from sliding off. I did buy a second smaller one and covered it in lightweight cheapass red and gold ornaments and some red ribbon I brought from the states and I admit it looks really nice, from a distance. But the lights... we had two strands from Ireland which are lovely and thankfully they are also 220 so we just needed an extension cord with an adapter. But for the other tree we bought Chinese lights. Six strands. The first strand we took out had exposed wires on the end so my husband, an electrician and electrical engineer who carries around electrical tape - taped the end. Only to have the box that controls the lights EXPLODE a couple minutes later. Now we have 5 lights. Then my daughter says, "This strand is shocking me!" and my husband, the electrician and electrical engineer (ha! useful sometimes) says it can't be.... oh you're right. It is. Now we are 0 for 2. Thankfully the other 4 strands (2:3 useful to purchase ratio) seem okay.... but you definitely do NOT leave them alone...
I decided to make candies and cookies for the neighborhood, and it was a good thing I did since everyone else planned to make them Christmas Eve (see below). Nothing turned out normally. We have a small convection oven that has two settings. Broil and convection. So while some things cooked nicely and quickly, other things didn't turn out so well. And the stove which consists of not ONE but TWO burners!! (1/2 to 1/3 what the rest of you have) are poorly calibrated so that super high stir fry in the wok cooking works okay, simmering is a chore. I have not ONE not TWO but THREE batches of Fail Fudge. This one's too hard. This one's too soft. And this one was almost just right but something went wrong. And I was going to make homemade Peppermint Marshmallows dipped in chocolate.... only to discover that somehow I came all the way to China without any peppermint extract! What? Yeah, they don't sell that here. They don't even know what peppermint IS here. They've never seen a candy cane. The import stores don't even bother. I showed a picture of a candy cane to the barista at Starbucks and I swear the music from A Nightmare Before Christmas cued... "What's this? What's this? There's magic in the air, what's this?" So yeah, no peppermint white mochas, no pumpkin pie spiced lattes, no gingerbread cappuccinos... but hey, they have vanilla and DARK CHERRY!!!!! Awesome. I remind myself I should be grateful there's a Starbucks at all. 40 minutes away. One way.
Our traditional Christmas dinner involves a prime rib. We have a big meal on Christmas Eve so on Christmas we have easy to make and yummy to eat french dip. Tradition. So we buy a big prime rib - like 4-5 ribs. Here I searched high, I searched low. Couldn't find a standing rib (oh hell to the no would I ever find a PRIME one) anywhere I looked. They cut their meat differently. Finally at an import store an hour away I found one about $20 a kilo. But they only had one and it was 5.5 kilos. Boneless. Frozen more than solid. Brought it home and it was too long to even fit in my 1/3 regular sized oven (which I should be ever so grateful for considering the Chinese don't even HAVE ovens). So I invite people over, we're going to have a feast on Christmas Eve! I wake up at 10:30 (yay, sleep in!!) to discover the power is out. Shortly after that I get an email (yay can check email on my phone!!) *notifying* us (after the fact) that there is a planned power upgrade scheduled for that day and power will not be restored until 5pm. Then we get another email saying 5:30. And another saying 7:30. It was restored at 8pm. Good thing the floor heating (run by coal) kept the house from freezing as the temp outside was around 0F. So what can you do but say come back tomorrow and go out to eat. Choices... choices... let's have Chinese food. Really, that's the only choice. Thankfully we had just seen A Christmas Story so in good humor we set off to find a Chinese Turkey. And we did. Two in fact. And we ate. And we laughed. And when we got home there was power again. Not all was lost. So on Christmas, a day I usually indulge in the relaxing that I don't have to cook, I cooked. It was okay. Definitely not prime. Gristly. But when you live here you think, or at least try to think, of what you have accomplished to get this on the table, not how much better it would have been could you have ordered it from that trusty American butcher.
It was a little difficult to pull everything together and with the last minute all day power outage some things were forgotten, like to finish shopping for Christmas. Good thing the stores are open on Christmas here since it isn’t a real holiday - just something to decorate for. So wake up Christmas morning, enjoy Santa and then it’s off to go shopping before we open gifts. My husband was supposed to take my daughter and one of my sons out to get things for ME. I, the holder of the Christmas reigns, said yeah no… nobody opens gifts from each other until we all have our gifts lol
I’ve already told the story of how I got my Christmas gift from my husband, but let me tell it again for posterity. My husband takes off to go do some shopping and take my daughter into town (40 min drive) for a study date. He is supposed to send our driver (it *sounds* ritzy to say you have a driver, but I would trade him for two cars we could drive ourselves any day!!!) back to me to get me and our boys so we can go downtown (70 min drive). He forgets to do this. Finally I call and he says oops forgot and sends him off. When he arrives one of the boys lets him in and he walks up to me and hands me a bag and says, “Jose got this for you.” I look inside and there’s an iPad. I am wondering if he got this for our daughter so I call him up and he starts swearing, and laughing. He had thought long and hard this whole plan to get me something that would surprise me and he spent all this money just to have the driver casually hand it to me 3 weeks early when he wasn’t even there. He is STILL disappointed about that. So for Christmas he got me flowers and a toothbrush. It’s a gag gift. You see, for years he has heard me tell the story of what a bad gifter my father is and how he got my mom flowers and a toothbrush for their anniversary (not as a gag).
So there was nothing traditional about this Christmas. Nothing went as planned. But there are some good lifelong memories out of it nonetheless I especially like having an ayi who cleans up after all of my kitchen messes. I will miss that little Christmas Elf!
Christmas in China
Buying gifts for the holidays was never harder than this year. In the past if I couldn't think of the perfect gift I could stroll through the mall or hit target at the last minute for something, anything. If you plan ahead you can browse the internet as well. All of that woe is me I can't find the perfect gift stuff looks SO good from here. The typical 'malls' here are underground markets filled stall after stall with cheap knitted wear or cheap jewelry or cheap toys. And by cheap I don't necessarily mean inexpensive. I mean poorly constructed. For a white person in China prices can often be the same as in America. There is a legal double standard here. Many places have two different price lists. A manicure where I go costs about $5 but if you are Chinese it is less than $3. Same deal all over town. Not to mention they really will rip you off if you let them and pickpockets are everywhere. Or you can go to the upscale malls which really do s-o-r-t-a resemble an American mall, except that the prices for everything are horrendously exaggerated. Example: I found a woman on the street selling scarves and she had a sign so I got the Chinese price of 15rmb which is just over 2 dollars. I bought 3 of them. I went inside the nice mall and they had the EXACT SAME SCARVES for 695rmb which is about $100. I couldn't even shop there after I saw that, everything I looked at was ridiculously priced. But for those prices you get an experience s-o-r-t-a like being in America. Sorta. You can buy online but then you face issues like will it arrive at all, will it arrive within 8 weeks, will customs snag it and claim that everything is double the original value sales be damned causing you to pay more in fees than you paid for the item. So what you end up with is a keyboard for your son where all the buttons are in Chinese, a foosball table also all in Chinese that could fall apart at any moment, a ridiculously expensive coffee cup ($15) from Starbucks that you know is at least high quality... etc. And you better hope that you brought Christmas paper from the states because the best you'll find are 1 square meter rolls with Barney on them.
Decorating the Christmas Tree was a new experience. Fake trees are the only option and the quality is not great. My ornaments from back home sag heavily on the flimsy branches which are bent at the tips at sharp angles to keep them from sliding off. I did buy a second smaller one and covered it in lightweight cheapass red and gold ornaments and some red ribbon I brought from the states and I admit it looks really nice, from a distance. But the lights... we had two strands from Ireland which are lovely and thankfully they are also 220 so we just needed an extension cord with an adapter. But for the other tree we bought Chinese lights. Six strands. The first strand we took out had exposed wires on the end so my husband, an electrician and electrical engineer who carries around electrical tape - taped the end. Only to have the box that controls the lights EXPLODE a couple minutes later. Now we have 5 lights. Then my daughter says, "This strand is shocking me!" and my husband, the electrician and electrical engineer (ha! useful sometimes) says it can't be.... oh you're right. It is. Now we are 0 for 2. Thankfully the other 4 strands (2:3 useful to purchase ratio) seem okay.... but you definitely do NOT leave them alone...
I decided to make candies and cookies for the neighborhood, and it was a good thing I did since everyone else planned to make them Christmas Eve (see below). Nothing turned out normally. We have a small convection oven that has two settings. Broil and convection. So while some things cooked nicely and quickly, other things didn't turn out so well. And the stove which consists of not ONE but TWO burners!! (1/2 to 1/3 what the rest of you have) are poorly calibrated so that super high stir fry in the wok cooking works okay, simmering is a chore. I have not ONE not TWO but THREE batches of Fail Fudge. This one's too hard. This one's too soft. And this one was almost just right but something went wrong. And I was going to make homemade Peppermint Marshmallows dipped in chocolate.... only to discover that somehow I came all the way to China without any peppermint extract! What? Yeah, they don't sell that here. They don't even know what peppermint IS here. They've never seen a candy cane. The import stores don't even bother. I showed a picture of a candy cane to the barista at Starbucks and I swear the music from A Nightmare Before Christmas cued... "What's this? What's this? There's magic in the air, what's this?" So yeah, no peppermint white mochas, no pumpkin pie spiced lattes, no gingerbread cappuccinos... but hey, they have vanilla and DARK CHERRY!!!!! Awesome. I remind myself I should be grateful there's a Starbucks at all. 40 minutes away. One way.
Our traditional Christmas dinner involves a prime rib. We have a big meal on Christmas Eve so on Christmas we have easy to make and yummy to eat french dip. Tradition. So we buy a big prime rib - like 4-5 ribs. Here I searched high, I searched low. Couldn't find a standing rib (oh hell to the no would I ever find a PRIME one) anywhere I looked. They cut their meat differently. Finally at an import store an hour away I found one about $20 a kilo. But they only had one and it was 5.5 kilos. Boneless. Frozen more than solid. Brought it home and it was too long to even fit in my 1/3 regular sized oven (which I should be ever so grateful for considering the Chinese don't even HAVE ovens). So I invite people over, we're going to have a feast on Christmas Eve! I wake up at 10:30 (yay, sleep in!!) to discover the power is out. Shortly after that I get an email (yay can check email on my phone!!) *notifying* us (after the fact) that there is a planned power upgrade scheduled for that day and power will not be restored until 5pm. Then we get another email saying 5:30. And another saying 7:30. It was restored at 8pm. Good thing the floor heating (run by coal) kept the house from freezing as the temp outside was around 0F. So what can you do but say come back tomorrow and go out to eat. Choices... choices... let's have Chinese food. Really, that's the only choice. Thankfully we had just seen A Christmas Story so in good humor we set off to find a Chinese Turkey. And we did. Two in fact. And we ate. And we laughed. And when we got home there was power again. Not all was lost. So on Christmas, a day I usually indulge in the relaxing that I don't have to cook, I cooked. It was okay. Definitely not prime. Gristly. But when you live here you think, or at least try to think, of what you have accomplished to get this on the table, not how much better it would have been could you have ordered it from that trusty American butcher.
It was a little difficult to pull everything together and with the last minute all day power outage some things were forgotten, like to finish shopping for Christmas. Good thing the stores are open on Christmas here since it isn’t a real holiday - just something to decorate for. So wake up Christmas morning, enjoy Santa and then it’s off to go shopping before we open gifts. My husband was supposed to take my daughter and one of my sons out to get things for ME. I, the holder of the Christmas reigns, said yeah no… nobody opens gifts from each other until we all have our gifts lol
I’ve already told the story of how I got my Christmas gift from my husband, but let me tell it again for posterity. My husband takes off to go do some shopping and take my daughter into town (40 min drive) for a study date. He is supposed to send our driver (it *sounds* ritzy to say you have a driver, but I would trade him for two cars we could drive ourselves any day!!!) back to me to get me and our boys so we can go downtown (70 min drive). He forgets to do this. Finally I call and he says oops forgot and sends him off. When he arrives one of the boys lets him in and he walks up to me and hands me a bag and says, “Jose got this for you.” I look inside and there’s an iPad. I am wondering if he got this for our daughter so I call him up and he starts swearing, and laughing. He had thought long and hard this whole plan to get me something that would surprise me and he spent all this money just to have the driver casually hand it to me 3 weeks early when he wasn’t even there. He is STILL disappointed about that. So for Christmas he got me flowers and a toothbrush. It’s a gag gift. You see, for years he has heard me tell the story of what a bad gifter my father is and how he got my mom flowers and a toothbrush for their anniversary (not as a gag).
So there was nothing traditional about this Christmas. Nothing went as planned. But there are some good lifelong memories out of it nonetheless I especially like having an ayi who cleans up after all of my kitchen messes. I will miss that little Christmas Elf!