I can't recall exactly how and why it came about that the white girl was put in charge of organizing the parish Chinese New Year party and making trips to Chinatown to acquire items for the party, but somehow, that's where I found myself assigned. I already described the "fun" involved in gathering decorations a couple of weeks ago.
Perplexed, I talked to our Chinese pastor about what we need to make this a Chinese New Year party as opposed to just any other potluck. He mentioned a certain type of cake, and little candies wrapped in red foil. I looked concerned, but figured I could handle finding those, until he exclaimed excitedly, "We need a roast pig!" I am sure I looked more and more horrified as he explained it is a real, whole, dead pig with a snout, and that we won't eat the head or the behind so someone will have to shear those off ...
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how and why it came about that the pastor is now the one going down to Chinatown to procure the roast pig, and not me. No way, no how am I bringing a whole roast pig home on the subway.
Perplexed, I talked to our Chinese pastor about what we need to make this a Chinese New Year party as opposed to just any other potluck. He mentioned a certain type of cake, and little candies wrapped in red foil. I looked concerned, but figured I could handle finding those, until he exclaimed excitedly, "We need a roast pig!" I am sure I looked more and more horrified as he explained it is a real, whole, dead pig with a snout, and that we won't eat the head or the behind so someone will have to shear those off ...
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how and why it came about that the pastor is now the one going down to Chinatown to procure the roast pig, and not me. No way, no how am I bringing a whole roast pig home on the subway.
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