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Someone on the FFL was reviewing The Man in the High Castle and remarked on the odd English used that was supposed to suggest either a second language Japanese speaker or a rendering in English of what people were saying in actual Japanese, neither of which sounded likely to them. I noticed none of this when I read it so many decades ago, so I got e-book from the library to check. (Because I'm not going to go squinting at the high shelves ha-ha in the bedroom where I know I still have a copy.) And yes, the English of the Japanese characters and the American people speaking to the Japanese is indeed odd, sorta kinda like a second language speaker. What I misremembered from the 80s was that the book takes place on the west coast and not in the New York that my 80s mindset automatically placed Japanese expats and tourists. Still sent it back after a few chapters because brane still will not, and got Albert Campion short stories instead.
Loblaws tempts me with its premade beef stroganoff meals. Bought one and ate half (880 calories for one meal being excessive). Woe is me. I like pepper on my pasta and suffered in Japan because the Italian restaurants never had pepper on the tables. Hot sauce, yes. But the pepper on this is laid on with a heavy hand and I gave no sour cream to ease its bite. Do not, do not, understand people who like their food to hurt. Doubtless all to the good, since I don't need pasta, but am sad still.
Loblaws tempts me with its premade beef stroganoff meals. Bought one and ate half (880 calories for one meal being excessive). Woe is me. I like pepper on my pasta and suffered in Japan because the Italian restaurants never had pepper on the tables. Hot sauce, yes. But the pepper on this is laid on with a heavy hand and I gave no sour cream to ease its bite. Do not, do not, understand people who like their food to hurt. Doubtless all to the good, since I don't need pasta, but am sad still.