tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666908446822278106.post112725491968442847..comments2024-03-20T13:44:57.468-07:00Comments on Home Thoughts Weekly: 香港日記 Hong Kong Diaries. Part FourUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666908446822278106.post-21796697738394369672013-11-01T02:29:27.086-07:002013-11-01T02:29:27.086-07:00I think it must be one of the unseen rules, Chanpr...I think it must be one of the unseen rules, Chanpreet, that if you're looking for something, you won't find it!<br /><br />I feel for you with the tandoori chicken. I eat a lot of fish, but seeing one hauled out a tank for a customer at the market and filleted in front of my eyes was a sharp reminder of the living creature at the beginning of the food chain.Chris Stovellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03741359642268813093noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8666908446822278106.post-10645889468029313322013-10-31T18:30:54.628-07:002013-10-31T18:30:54.628-07:00I'm sorry to hear you and your husband didn...I'm sorry to hear you and your husband didn't find what you were looking for. I usually find that if I'm looking for something I will never find it. Even if it's right in front of my face. <br /><br />I too feel horrible when I see animals on their way to slaughter. I have a distant who uncle own a poultry farm in India and I took a tour once when I was visiting. It was huge. Even though they had fresh eggs, I couldn't bring myself to eat the omelette they offered to make me. You also should've seen my face when I realized what my other uncle meant when he said bragged about picking out the best chicken for one of my favorite meals, tandoori chicken. :(Preethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10732586082446674711noreply@blogger.com