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October 20, 2006
Chinese Food in China, via the U.S.
From today's WSJ:
One U.S. Chain's Unlikely Goal:
Pitching Chinese Food in China
SHANGHAI -- Looking for a quick lunch, Zheng Li stopped in at East Dawning, a bright, clean fast-food restaurant in this bustling city. Scanning the menu board, she saw crispy pig ears, marinated egg with seaweed and shaved ice topped with corn, peanuts and red beans. The 26-year-old hotel receptionist chose spicy chicken and carried it to a table on a paper-lined tray. "The taste is so Chinese," she said.
But the company that created it is so American. Yum Brands Inc., which owns KFC and Pizza Hut, developed East Dawning from scratch two years ago. Just as with its other restaurants, Yum is betting that the efficiency and atmosphere of American-style chain restaurants will appeal to Chinese diners. Only this time, the Louisville, Ky., company wants to apply its formula to Chinese food. In China.
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October 10, 2006
New Ban on Child Labor in India
From the AP:
NEW DELHI-A ban on child labor took effect Tuesday, but at roadside food stalls across New Delhi, many of the boys and girls who serve glasses of piping hot tea, wash dishes, mop floors and take out trash were not celebrating.
The children of India's tens of millions of poor families are expected to work, and in many cases they are the sole breadwinners.
"As it is, I barely make enough to survive," said 12-year-old Dinesh Kumar, who has been doing odd jobs since coming to New Delhi three years ago from a village in eastern India. "This will be a bad blow. I really don't know what I'll do."
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October 9, 2006
An Article Worth Reading
From the NYT:
In a Long-Ago Revolution, Echoes for TodayFUNNY with history, how remote it can seem, and how close, even in teeming Times Square, scarcely an oasis of retrospection. Charles Legendy recalled being there the other day when his gaze turned to a black-and-white billboard of a tank emblazoned with the words “1956 Hungary” and, beneath that, “Our Revolution Was Not a Movie.”
His wife, Annemarie, also looked up, and the elegant young man on the left of the tank in a European city rising in revolutionary ire against the Soviet empire caught her eye. She knew him, she felt, with a certain intimacy. “Charlie,” she said, grabbing her husband and pointing at the photograph, “that’s you!”
