May-May's Diary
Entry for October 23, 1998
Irene's Thai restaurant on Tongren Lu, just near Malone's is finally
open, and the Tom Yan Gong soup, well-known as one of the best hangover
cures ever invented, is up to the required standard. At this oint, we're
not aware of any direct competition in the Thai food niche, so Judy's
got a lock on the market for a while.
Byeeeee!!!
Entry for October 08, 1998
Boys and girls, I have received a message from Bill Pittman, who says he
sees my reports as being like e an oasis in the desert, like a fresh
breeze on a hot day, like a bowl of noodles for lunch on a day you
missed breakfast . . . Here is message:
"I just finished reading your column for the first time. What a
deprived life I've been leading!! It's great. I'm already convinced
that Shanghai deserves it's wonderful reputation."
Dearest Bill, I can assure you it does!! And I can't tell you how
pleased I am to have you as a new reader of my reports. You join a
select group of thousands who follow my movements through these reports.
But I don't mind the attention, I am not shy or proud or unhappy about
the consequences of fame. The National Enquirer will no doubt be making
things up about me soon!!
Byeeeee!!!
Entry for October 07, 1998
Social watch: is it just me, or are there more arguments on the streets
of Shanghai these days? Shanghainese are renowned for "using their
mouths but not their fists", but if it's true, the phenomenon may
reflect a subtle shift in the city's temperature.
Byeee!!!
Entry for October 05, 1998
Matthew Harding, the stalwart musicians's musician at the Cotton Club,
who I always refer to as that "huggable man-mountain", has suddenly left
Shanghai for a while to be with his mother who has just had an
operation. No indication of when he'll be back. Greg Smith, his musical
partner, is also taking a break. "I'll probably come back soon," he
said. But no promises from the man who has one of the lowest temperature
personalities we're every likely to see in this frenetic town.
Byeee!!!
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