[sub][…cough…] racism […cough…][/sub]
Faded flyers flutter
From the front of the foreign foodstore.
Into the inky interior I enter,
Expectations of exotic eats entice me.
Strange symbols on cylinders surround me.
Spam?
Bodaga, I shop in a place called Bodaga.
I buy all their strange food, cause it all takes good.
Bodaga.
New York City has all the bodagas.
Food in strange tastes and strange flavas.
Bodaga, let’s hear it for New York
BODAGAS.
Gravity wrote:
Well, I hope you remembered to wipe it off afterward. It’ll get all dried out and sticky if you don’t.
Oh, and just to keep with the topic of this thread:
<ahem>
SEOUUUUUUUUUL TRAIN!
Oh corner store, corner store
Handy and neat
What more could I ask
Than you on my street!
I always find something
Delicious to eat
Oh corner store, corner store
You can’t be beat!
In my neighbourhood they’re mostly Chinese owned, but I guess it still applys!
Chinese grocer, love your stock
For food that I cook in a wok
Your fish-sauce stock I’d never ban
(Three Crabs: it comes from ol’ Thailand
and can’t be found outside your store
I looked for years, I look no more)
I love the jars of Hoisin paste
Your candy aisle has stuff I’ll taste
But Chinese grocer, this I see
You sell things…eventually
You get weird food
That oft tastes swell
But there is one thing I would tell
you: expire dates should be your pal
Or someday you will land in jail.
When someone dies ('twas almost me!)
From Shrimp Paste that expired in '73.
Or jars of pickled pickled eel eyes
That say “Don’t use past '75”
You’re friendly, nice and have great stuff
You just don’t clean your shelves enough!
Oh Chinese Grocer, you’re a great guy
Unless your stock doth make me die.
Fenris, who was serious about everything except the eel-eyes. But who things pickled eel eyes would be a great conversation piece for one’s pantry: “Hey Doug! Spaghetti’ll be ready in a minute. Gimme the big jar with the red cap, wouldja? Yeah, it’s looking at you. So?”
They’re too literal with their
“thousand year eggs,”
and I never eat dead things
that are growing new legs –
Frightening Korean grocery.
Oh, grow up. I’m death on racism, and I don’t see any here. I see a celebration of one of the myriad cultures that make America great. Korean food can be odd. So can Thai food, and Russian food and Scott food and American food ( Pickled pig’s feet, anyone?). Laughing about that while giving kudos to aspects of said food is not racist.
quoth weird dave:
“Oh, grow up. I’m death on racism, and I don’t see any here. I see a celebration of one of the myriad cultures that make America great. Korean food can be odd. So can Thai food, and Russian food and Scott food and American food ( Pickled pig’s feet, anyone?). Laughing about that while giving kudos to aspects of said food is not racist.”
Yeah but I don’t believe that monitorlizzard’s post was especially p.c.
quoth monitorlizzard:
"Along came Kim,
Along came Kim,
Skipped out on the draft…
came here on a raft…
now he runs an all night grocery store.
Along came Kim,
Short yellow Kim,
his country makes cheap cars…
his movies don’t got stars…
and he eats things we wouldn’t feed to our hogs."
#1. This is an extremely sterotypical view of a Korean person. Asian people are not yellow. They are not all short. They did not come over on rafts (isn’t that the stereotype for Cubans anyway?–and no, I am not being racist by saying that. If you think I am, then you are being ridiculous). Finally, the last line is patently ridiculous since “we” doesn’t seem to include all the people who enjoy kim chee and bul gogi and other korean delicacies on a regular basis (It’s just cabbage and beef, when you come down to it, anyway).
Besides, there are plenty of foods within each ethnicity that outsiders find disgusting. However, saying that you “wouldn’t feed [it] to…hogs” is over the top childishness and just plain rude.
#2 I believe the comment on racism was in reply to monitorlizzards’ “poem”
#3 But most everyone else’s poetry was very funny and sweet. Thank you.
O.K., I can see that. That one slipped by me. I thought most of the others were cute, tho. Previous statement retracted. I misread the comment as being about poems about Korean grocery stores in general.
Jeepers, take it to the Pit- we’re actually trying to have some fun in here.
Manyag ae kimchi ga obsottdora myun
mousun masuro pabul mogulgga?
[mo mo mo mo mo mo mo mo…]
Chong mal kimchi obshi mot sara, mot sara!
(I don’t quite know the words!)