tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753589427119541238.post1329702949830245217..comments2023-07-05T09:38:23.624+01:00Comments on The Half-Dipper: Mr. AnacondaHobbeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10719619695211038389noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-753589427119541238.post-15677694041590436232013-09-25T13:39:05.614+01:002013-09-25T13:39:05.614+01:00Xiaohu, my eldest son, speaks in haiku quite often...Xiaohu, my eldest son, speaks in haiku quite often. The anaconda in this case was a long Chinese dish, stuffed appropriately. My fearless, snake-consuming son was unfazed - perhaps emboldened by the grimness of the name of the dish.<br /><br />The jaozi [approx. jow-tzer] are from Spring Festival - home-made, as in the team effort that makes it such a good family event. The photograph brings Hobbeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10719619695211038389noreply@blogger.com