I forgot to mention the truly awful pastries I had yesterday. Bakeries here are usually marvelous, but I thought I’d give a different one a try yesterday, and I wound up regretting it. I stopped in before getting on the MRT for practice, so I got both a breakfast for before and a lunch for later. The breakfast bread was round with an egg and a slice of bacon on top, and the lunch one was a large rectangle with some serious volume and garlic, ham, and maybe some parmesan cheese. How could these two marvels of pastry go wrong?
I’ll tell you: mayonnaise. Around the rim of the bacon and egg was something I thought might be bubbled cheese, but turned out to be oily and thick; just the thing you don’t want first thing in the morning. It looked like yellow mayonnaise, and probably tasted similar. I almost threw up on the steps of the station, but I was hungry, so I peeled off the egg and bacon and threw the rest away.
On the way to Taipei 101, I pulled out the lunch bread, but the first bite was also a crushing disappointment as this one seemed to be full of white mayonnaise. I nibbled around the bready edges a little, but I was too disheartened to continue. Fortunately, a girl came up to protect the crazy girl with no umbrella from the drizzle, so I had some distraction.
Her name was Pipi, 小菜 (or little vegetable) to her friends, and she dashed up behind me and sheltered me from the rain. We shared some slow and halting bilingual conversation, and wound up exchanging phone numbers, since she lives somewhat close to me. I think I’ll follow up in a few weeks, when my Chinese is a little better.