
Over the weekend, we left our cozy little pied-a-terre to check out Bookfest Malaysia and ended up buying mostly Chinese-English books for the Gravy Baby. We’re hoping that he’ll grow up to be somewhat bilingual, like me, but when we got home I realized that most of the books we bought to teach him Chinese are food vocabulary books.
Well, I can settle for him being a bilingual eater, at least. As long as we have our he has his priorities straight.



Hey, this boy’s gong gong’s Japanese vocabulary consists entirely of food words. Nothing wrong with that.
If it makes you feel better, everything else but food can be learned in class. They don’t teach you that in college.
And congratulations!
Amy: that’s true. Also, don’t forget Gong Gong knows a few Japanese folk songs. Very important for karaoke.
Little Mao: thank you! And you’re right — he won’t learn food in class.