The moon is made of red beans

In the West, I see a big sad face in the disc of the full moon.

In the East, I see a rabbit. Riding a bicycle.

Nevertheless, wherever we are, East or West, it’s the same moon we all see. And that’s why the Chinese have the Mid-Autumn Festival, when everyone eats moon cakes stuffed with sugar and spice and red beans and egg yolk, and gazes at the full moon, and remembers family and dear ones far away.

The Chinese thought of everything of importance centuries before everyone else.  Never mind aeroplanes and Internet. Moonshine and cake  bridge the distances and bring us together.

3 Responses to “The moon is made of red beans”

  1. 1 Clare September 14, 2011 at 10:27 am

    Moon cakes, how lovely, how poetic! Compared to multi-million dollar brand Easter eggs… we have lost something somewhere.


  2. 2 rambutanchik September 15, 2011 at 7:04 am

    not just poetic but a tool of subversion, according to this story:


  3. 3 Clare September 16, 2011 at 1:18 pm

    cake – that’s my kind of subversive regime changing tool!


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