I was flipping through a "Departures" magazine (a worthless publication) for some good photographs for collaging when I happened upon an article about Chinese food (which is something I happen to know a bit about) called "How Chinese Food in America Lost Its Way." It was weird. The author (Corby Kummer, not Chinese) made the argument that Chinese food had lost its glamour- that he missed the "white table-cloth, black jacket Chinese." He also said that "It's hangover food-MSG and grease. Nothing you'd go out for" and goes on to talk about the turning of a so-called "red tide." Um. What? If you've ever been to Flushing (not Chinatown, Flushing) then you would know that there are plenty of fancy Chinese places, run by good, honest families, cooking up ginger-scallion fish, and Taiwanese street food every day. But that's not the point.
Chinese food isn't supposed to be "chic."
It's not supposed to be "exciting and exotic." It's not supposed to be some sort of otherworldly experience. Can it be good? Yes. Can it be a really nice meal? Of course. But it's not supposed to be fashionable. It's not supposed to be a trend. I eat Chinese food for breakfast, and I don't give a hairy damn about whether or not it's "chic." Maybe it's a good thing that it's not "chic" anymore because that would mean that people have gotten used it- that people accept it as an extension of American culture.
Anyway, I made this to show how colorful and beautiful Chinese food still is (and always was).
The little cut out is from the magazine.
Oh, and not that it matters, but the picture above the article was of a desolate looking fortune cookie...yeah, those were invented in Los Angeles buddy.
little comics and drawings that i make whenever i get the chance