Book Review: BooksActually’s Gold Standard 2016

BooksActually's Gold Standard 2016BooksActually’s Gold Standard 2016 by Julie Koh
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

So, a few Facebook friends were launching a book that sounded interesting so I went along to a launch in Sydney, and enjoyed the readings enough that I bought a copy of Gold Standard 2016.

It really is an interesting collection of short fiction, with voices from Indonesia, Singapore, Vietnam, the Philippines, Hong Kong, China, Taiwan, and writers from the diaspora.

Since some of my first literary influences were anthologies of mostly gay short fiction of the late 80s and early 90s, it’s interesting to feel the differences. There are some very clearly different voices here than North American fiction, and while very different from each other, some more fable like, some social commentary, there was a sense of place, a contemporary place, mostly centred in Asian capitals, villages or families. And nearly all the stories are relatively short; it feels like the world’s attention span has become small. While sometimes this left me wanting for more, a stronger development of an idea, more narrative than was offered (for example, Cyril Wong’s ‘Blindness’ is a poetic exploration of gay love, the protagonist negotiating a relationship with someone losing their site, yet I wanted more than the lovely sketch provided) – I also admit to being very engaged by the diversity of voices and locations.

From the fantastically literary and partically academic opening story by Kyoko Yoshida into a ghost story by Chang Ching-Hung then to a too-familiar idea of an abused Asian cleaning lady by Jing-Jing Lee, the collection offers a real breadth of subject matter and voice. So, I think readers will gravitate towards their favourites: tough family social commentary or something more surreal.

From the introduction, I learn that some of the authors are established (though perhaps not as known in the West) and other writers are newer. In some ways, the short stories of writers from the Asian diaspora have a different tone and setting (i.e. not in Asia) and yet, I found them particularly engaging: Matthew Salesses’s The Hum or the quirky and thoughtful ‘Are You There, God? It is I, Robot’ by Tom Cho. A number of stories speak of dysfunctional Asian families, too much pressure from parents on kids, or loveless partnerships with the burdens of societal and gender roles.

The question does arise for me: what is the connecting thread? I don’t quite understand what is meant by the phrase ‘cult writers’ and the idea of a ‘Gold Standard’ seems silly to me. How does one adjudicate between Asian short story writers and then decide if there is some sort of best?

But stripped of expecations, I really enjoyed this collection, this opportunity to read engaging short fiction with settings and narrators I’m not familiar with – which all come together into a nice literary experience. If this is a representation of the short fiction that’s coming out of Asia these days, this anthology makes me want to explore more.

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Sydney Food Diary: The Depot, Supa Centa Moore Park

I was always impressed, as a Canadian, with the name of this shopping mall. I mean, not only do they commit to the Australian practice of changing the last syllable of words to ‘ah’ but they do it twice. Regardless, browsing for a new bed, the perfect bedroom chair, cushions, a poof and a new carpet, we came to the Supa Centa.

But I was hungry. There are a few smaller cafes in the mall, but not many. This place is the biggest and thank god, it’s not bad.

The coffee was really rather good.

The mushroom omelette was fine. Neither here nor there.

And I finally got to try a cronut. I have wanted to try one of these babies forever. I liked it. The squishy croissant-like texture. The donut shape and glaze. It wasn’t life-changing, like a Merveilleux de Fred, but it was good!

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Goodbye to all that

I managed a quick visit to the Taj Mahal after a work trip to Delhi in 2005

It’s amazing how technology changes, and how technology changes us.

After I got my website first set up, mainly to promote my books, I also decided to use it to share photos with friends, or strangers that came upon them.

Facebook wasn’t really as popular as it was then; I’m not even sure we used them to really share photos.

The other thing is that, at the time, it felt pretty harmless to have photos up of one’s family, friends and travels. You could direct friends to see them, and they weren’t easy to stumble on.

Now, the world has really changed. We do make conscious decisions to share photos, but specifically choose our audiences for them. Facebook will be for our friends. Instagram for the public. Or just send photos across by email.

I spent some idyllic time hanging out on the coast of NSW, close to the Queensland border, around 2003.

The other thing is that there are stories of photos being stolen by others and used without permission, and photos of people used for identity theft, and these days, yes, we all make choices of how public and private to be, and what digital footprint we leave in the world. So while it was great to share photo of my niece and nephew growing up at the time, they’re old enough that they probably don’t want photos plastered all over the internet.

So, the whole concept of having albums of photos on my website is rather obsolete, not to mention that technology from the time means the photos aren’t even of very good quality. There’s no reason to archive them for the sake of it. People in the photos might not be happy that they’re appearing in a public place. It’s not the right medium for photos to be shared. Another thing is that I’ve moved on… It was great to chronicle travels and work trips and book launches. But all of that was a very long time ago.

Because I met so many people at international meetings for my work in HIV, it was fun at the time to chronicle the events and share photos (this, an ITPC meeting in 2003)

Over the last years, I have finally been taking the photo albums down, mostly from around 2000 to 2005. I had basically hidden the links to most of the photo albums, but due to technological stupidity, I couldn’t figure out how to delete the photos completely, though it’s been on my list of things to do for the last six months or longer.

A pal wrote to me on yesterday asking why his name was linked to a photo of me with someone else (google was pointing not to the specific photo, but just grabbed one of the photos of an album I had up of me with various friends). So that was the impetus I needed, and it only took an hour and a half with my hosting domain helpdesk to solve the problem…

So goodbye to all that. If you’re ever wondering if I have photos of you back in the day, just ask. But for now, I let go of these chronicles and archives and past days.

A scene from Margaret River in 2003

 

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Sydney Food Diary: Sabbaba, Westfield CBD

I’ve always like a good falafel and Sabbaba has always served up good falafels, nicely crispy with a good combo of condiments. I think it’s one of the best falafels in Sydney.

I was up on the food floor at the Westfield CBD wondering how I might try something new. You see, I find it very hard to go by my faves: Din Tai Fung, New Shanghai Dumplings, the Malaysian place for chicken curry, or if I have time the amazing ramen at Ippudo.

A young woman had been tasked to offer free samples of falafel to people who passed by, and I grabbed one, and… I had to return. So, not a bad sales technique.

I had the Cancún, with a whole wheat pocket (nice and fluffy). With sour cream, guacamole, jalapenos and cheese, I also couldn’t figure out what the nice extra crunch was: corn chips! Inside the pita. A really good combo of textures. For just over $10, this is a winner.

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Product review: American Tourister Airforce 1, Expandable hardside suitcase

Luggage has been a big part of my life. I’ve done a lot of travelling for work, and even in younger days, schlepping my belongings across the country for university required figuring out the best way to transport them.

My last major suitcase was this Samsonite soft-sided case, 70cm or so, and with two wheels, as was common enough at the time. I was really grateful to my parents for making it a gift to me at the time, recognising how much work travel I was doing. I can’t remember exactly how much it cost, but I do remember thinking it was really expensive, even though it was bought at a Samsonite outlet at the Waikele Outlet Mall in Hawaii.

Sadly, on one of my first trips, I had a complete brain fart and while heading to the USA, put a lock on the zip. Of course, customs tore it completely open, meaning that I had to go through some effort to have it repaired while in New York City during a meeting. It was functional but not great: afterwards I could only ever zip it up to the one place. Annoying.

Finally, the outer layer on the wheels wore off. I didn’t even know there were two layers. Apparently, Samsonite wheels of the time did have some problems in durability (and people were replacing them with roller blade wheels). But I think ten years is a pretty good go.

I also wondered what it would be like to have four wheels, which seems to be so much easier to transport in various circumstances, and although I know that soft-sided luggage is more versatile for cramming in as much as you can (and expanding the case), I have been rather attracted to the hard sides lately, particularly when my better half bought a Rimowa in lime green, a very lustworthy object in itself.

I was an interesting experience deciding what new suitcase to get. It helped that Myer (a major department store in Australia) was having a ridiculously good 40% off sale. But it struck me that suitcases were cheaper than I’d expected. Samsonite is still more expensive (and Rimowa certainly is), but there’s a good range of interesting bags at a reasonable cost. It seems that the cheaper ones are simply versions of the more expensive ones with less prestige. Samsonite owns American Tourister. Antler owns Monsac. I’d heard good things about Delsey but there weren’t many there to look at. I think Crumpler, from Australia, is a very cool brand but didn’t read good things about their luggage.

The other thing was that there didn’t seem to be a lot of fundamental differences between the suitcases. Sure, they looked very different from each other (although the majority in staid colours of grey and black), but the variations in surface and texture: ‘just a matter of what you prefer,’ the sales clerk informed me.

I really wanted something that would stand out, and look different and fun. I was rather attracted to a bright, red shiny Monsac, and I thought the Antler prism embossed suitcases were very attractive, almost a bar code design. The purple one was great. Samsonite did have a cheaper range but only in boring colours… So… royal blue it is.

In the end, I went not only with a good colour but with a good gimmick. Apparently, American Tourister is the first to trial a hardside bag that expands like a soft suitcase. This one looked pretty much the same size of my old Samsonite, but can expand in a similar way, going from 69 litre capacity to 81. I like the colour and the very groovy embossed design (though I had to travel a bit far to get the blue one I wanted; the first store I went to only had them in grey). Check out how big it gets:

Fantastically, the insides have a lot of features (this turned me off about the Antler suitcase, which was relatively featureless inside). Looks like lots of flexibility with pockets and zips to help with packing. I also love that you can pack only half the suitcase and zip it up. If I didn’t have enough in my Samsonite (below), there weren’t straps or secures, so the contents would move around: not so good.

So look at the colours and details of the inside of the American Tourister. I’m a sucker for that. There was a similar American Tourister suitcase in purple that was rather attractive on the outside, but had no colours on the inside, and less zippers and features… I do think I’ll miss the pockets on the outside of the soft-sided Samsonite (useful to slip in things at the last minute without having to completely open the case, also useful for large flat objects). But I think I’ll figure out some way to compensate (probably any items like that will just go into my carry-on, or I’ll have to plan better)

Oh, and the price. With a regular price of $389, I got a whopping discount of $156, bringing the price down to $233, most of what I got on credit card points. This seems so reasonable that if I really don’t like the luggage, I could always get a different one in a few years. In another time, I think I might have been concerned that it’s a little heavy, i.e. 3.6 kilos, which is a rather large percentage of a 23 kilo limit. But these days, I’m packing lighter.

On the other hand, I admit being a little shocked when I finally compared to the two suitcases. 66cm plus the wheels meant that, yes, it’s the same length as my Samsonite was. But look how fat it is (and that’s without expanding it). It’s 50% bigger! And that’s for the medium, not large, size of this range. I’m not sure that I really needed such a big suitcase, but because it moves so easily, I think it shouldn’t matter really, if it’s half-full, or extra full.

For all the attractive reasons for getting this suitcase, I even managed to overcome my prejudice about a suitcase named after an American Tourist (Samsonite, Antler, Rimova all sound much more sophisticated to these ears). But what’s in a name?

The final verdict, after trying it for a few trips. While the most important thing was that Thor likes it (see below), I found it well-made, easy to use and versatile, and visually attractive. It is easy to move around (in fact, it wheels around beautifully). BUT: I also found it a bit too big. The size smaller than this, to my eyes, doesn’t look big enough, but this suitcase is on the big side and I can’t think of a circumstance when I’d need this much space. I have to remind myself that I am not longer a university student trying to cram as much as I need into one suitcase! While this suitcase did always fit in the trunks of cars or in other places, it is a bit bigger than other suitcases that are supposed to carry the same amount. I did notice this on various trains and subways, or, as I said, getting it into a taxi and uber.

If you’re a tall person, or like a bit of extra space, I think this space issue wouldn’t be a problem (or you might like the biggest suitcase). Otherwise… I think you can get a very similar suitcase from American Tourister that is a little smaller.

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Book Review: Peter Ho Davies’ The Fortunes

The FortunesThe Fortunes by Peter Ho Davies
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

The four stories that make up ‘The Fortunes’ travel in time from the first Chinese-American immigrants to North America, at the time of the gold rush and then building the railroad to modern day. Two of the four characters are half-Chinese and half-Caucasian. Two are created and two are fictionalised accounts of real people.

So, with so much interesting in the characters, what surprised me is that I was right away caught up in simply how beautifully the story is written, particularly the first section which has a driving narrative that feels poetic and mythic at the same time. The jump from one story to the next feels natural enough; I was curious about how the author would tie the parts together. The writing is not didactic.

For me, it was simply enough to delve into a life of an early immigrant, to wonder about the life of a Chinese-American Hollywood star, and then the story of Vincent Chin, which I remember from my teenage years, beaten to death, being mistaken for a Japanese man, attacked for American jobs being ‘stolen’.

For me the last section, where a mixed race author spends time in China to adopt a baby was the least engaging and successful. It did ask some big questions about identity and culture, but I suppose the questions I am most familiar with.

In any case, I do think this is a very interesting novel… yielding different rewards according to who the reader is. Somehow (fortune?), I have ended up reading three novels in a row with characters that are half-Caucasian and half-Asian (the other two were ‘Everything I Never Told You’ and ‘The Sympathizer’); each novel is very different from each other, but I think it’s an interesting sign of how rich the topic or issue is: What is the power of race in our lives? How do we deal with other people’s perceptions? How do we perceive ourselves? What does it mean to purportedly belong to two races? Or neither?

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Buenos Aires Food Diary: PuraTierra

It was a fun task, to try to figure out which special restaurants we’d treat ourselves to in Buenos Aires. I liked the sound of PuraTierra, at number 50 on the list of Latin America’s Best 50 restaurants of 2016. Authentic market-based Argentinean food created by Martin Molteni, they serve up ‘an exploration of South American flavours with particular emphasis on Argentina. Chef Martin Molteni cooks with local produce, rediscovering pre-Columbian ingredients and prehistoric techniques such as clay-fired oven cooking’. It was also easy enough to make a reservation through their website.

The tasting menu was eight courses and we had matching wines, though I quite like that they had two different sets of matching ones from which you could choose. We went for the cheaper option.

UNO.

Cebiche de pesca blanca y calamar, ají amarillo / White fish and squid warm ceviche, yellow pepper

Such a pretty dish. Loved the crispy bits of plantain.    

DOS.

Tartar de ñandú, gel de pimiento, huerta / Ostrich tartare, gel pepper, ‘Criolla’ and mirsaol chili sauce

After falling in love with the guanacos in Patagonia, big flightless birds, I feel bad if I ate one. But the tartare was delicious and look at the presentation. This really was fun presentation, a cornucopia of tasty, mostly vegetable delights.

TRES.

Mollejas en almibar limón – curry, crema de papa – trufa / Sweetbreads in lemon-curry syrup, cream potatoes and truffles

This was a highlight, and I wouldn’t have predicted I’d say that about sweet breads. Beautiful texture and very tasty.

CUATRO.

Codorniz, declinación de remolacha / Quail, cream carrots, pickled carrots

CINCO.

Cordero braseado, berenjena, cebolla morada / Braised lamb, eggplant

SEIS.

Bondiola, zanahoria, pera, papa/ Bondiola (braised pork shoulder) long-cooked, pear, beetroot emulsion

SIETE.

Cerezas sarteneadas, crema helada vainilla / Sarteneadas cherries, vanilla ice cream

OCHO.

Crema chocolate, tierra chocolate, puré de naranjas / Chocolate cream, ground chocolate, orange purée

Matching wines

Sylvestra Torrontés from Bodega Familia Bressia
Año Cero Pinot Noir from Bodega Alto Cedro
Pulcu Malbec from Bodega Tierra Inti
Tukma Cosecha tardía Torrontés from Bodega Tukma

This was a lovely and memorable meal, all in all. Beautiful presentation, mostly savoury and rich flavours, and some unusual ingredients. Aside from the sweet bread, I’m not sure there were absolute wow moments, but it was all great. The wine was refilled, which is unusual for matching wine for degustation, and I was VERY happy by the end of the night from so much beautiful wine (all interesting, all tasty). And then the cherry on top of the ice cream (appropriate since one dessert featured cherries and the other ice cream): all up, it was 2,160 pesos, which is less than $200 Australian for BOTH of us. That is outstanding value for what we got. And this was a very nice introduction to fine dining in Argentina!

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Dining in Sydney: Alive Coffee, Surry Hills

Alive Coffee takes over At Kate’s which took over from Have2Cafe which was a slightly new version of Robocog.

Will it be able to succeed in a place that has seen so many cafes fall? I had a perfectly nice matcha latte, and my pal had his usual English Breakfast tea. To me, it’s a nice location, slightly away from Campbell Street, a nice outlook to the street and good outdoors seating; but it seems to miss the foot traffic that keeps Mr Mo always looking busy.

Another time we came here to eat and discover that it’s really like an old-style Aussie cafe. The menu and food are really basic. Yet the specials are so much cheaper than what you normally have to fork out in Sydney.

Eight bucks only for perfectly crisp and tasty corn fritters. I thought they were pretty good, made better by the price. My pal thought his chicken burger was mediocre: the bun was too sweet. The fries look totally processed. But ten bucks. So not terrible.

A tough business though, Surry Hills. Considering how friendly the last guys were, and how hard a time they had of it, I think poor Alive will have to figure out a few tricks to get customers in the door, besides reasonable coffee and cheap daily specials.

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Sydney Food Diary: LuMi, Pyrmont

I’ve had my eye on LuMi since I started reading reviews about it (it opened in 2014). In particular, a filled pasta dish with liquid gruyere or parmesan was mentioned, which had caught everyone’s taste buds. So, I was disappointed, looking through the current menu not to find it on the menu. Ah well.

We started the evening with some very pleasant cocktails, and the space is really lovely, situated out on the wharf beyond Star City. It’s nice enough during daylight but as it becomes dark, with the lights of the city surrounding you, and the clever suspended lights above you, it has a very cozy atmosphere – and also fairly intimate. The restaurant doesn’t pack in too many diners, but rather than feeling exclusive and stuffy, it feels casual yet elegant.

It’s a requirement to have the eight-course degustation, though you can specify dietary issues (one of our table opted for vegetarian, to avoid the fish) and there were various add-ons; James and I split six oysters (delicious!). Ah, and most of us did matching wines, an excellent selection of mostly Italian wines, but with a side trip to Germany and Japan. They were generous pours.

There was also a generous serving of snacks, various tasty and delicious bites, including a sort of frozen parmesan mouthful, which served notice of one of the themes of the restaurant: the chef likes cool and cold things, possibly with a granita or frozen item. Interesting. I don’t know if I’ve come across that before. After the snacks was a lovely bit of bonito tuna, and then suddenly the evening got even better.

The oxheart tomato tartare was memorable and beautiful, quite like a steak tartare in fact, there was some technique of drying the tomato just enough to give it a great bite, and then chopped finely and served on crème fraiche with sancho pepper. Another notice served: interesting food ahead.

Then: my wishes were granted. Agnolotti with porcini mushroom and rye dashi turned out to be either the dish I’d heard of or a modern incarnation. Like a Western version of the Shanghai soup dumpling, the moment you break open the pasta wrapping, a rich, warm liquid fills your mouth. It was both rich and delicate, unusual and wonderfully delicious. We were all blown away.

The taglioline with scorpion fish and capsicum was a nice little dish as well, where you could taste the bite of the fresh pasta, and the combo of flavours and textures were lovely.

The wagyu was also a huge standout. A modest strip of the most perfectly cured and cooked steak (apparently three days cured in a pastrami style, I think). Some grilled or BBQed tiny peppers alongside. Incredible. Mark liked his vegetarian course, beetroot, which had a mysterious gelatinous covering.

For dessert, a tasty mousse or cream inside a frozen Granny Smith Apple (photo at the top of the page); it somehow represented to me the meal in general: pretty yet simple presentation, unfussy, with some mystery (what would be revealed by lifting off the top of the apple?) and then: delight.

The Douglas Fir ice cream, with raspberry and extra virgin olive oil, was served with a Japanese peach liqueur; I think it was umeshu rather than a fruit-flavoured sake.

The finish: compressed watermelon steeped in yuzu, so more of a lemon and citrus flavour than watermelon. Apparently, you can compress watermelon in a vacuum sealer; it concentrates the flavour while changing the texture. I found it amusing myself, though it wasn’t a favourite of the table.

I’ve been trying to be generous lately for some of our fancier meals, but in comparison to recent restaurants, LuMi takes the prize, and the price wasn’t much more expensive ($115 for the degustation, $80 for the matching wines). Mark said it was one of the best restaurants he’s been to lately. I’d agree (sadly admitting that it was better than any of the fine dining experiences I’d researched and booked in Buenos Aires over our Christmas holidays). With not one but a few memorable dishes, great techniques and wonderful flavours (and great service, particularly the sommelier), I was impressed and happy.

(As has happened before, I intended to only take a few photos, so as not to interrupt the lovely meal we were having, but then I got so excited about the food, I started taking photos of very course… So missing photos from the snacks and first course (and vegetarian options)… Oops)
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Book review: Paul Kalanithi’s When Breath Becomes Air

When Breath Becomes AirWhen Breath Becomes Air by Paul Kalanithi
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

The experience of reading ‘When Breath Becomes Air’ is a strange one. You start with the end, and know that an articulate, passionate and caring man has died, and he is the one who has written most of the words. It is written with urgency, to get down these words before he died. There is also a sense of a key mystery that is at the heart of many books: in this case, as compelling a mystery as any; will Paul Kalanithi discover the meaning of life, and of death?

I did have the sense, after finishing, this beautifully written, fiercely intelligent and compassionate book, that with more time, Kalanithi would have written more, filled in more details, had the time to explore even more. And yet, the answer, the meaning of it all, in my interpretation, is ‘enough’.

Kalanithi did enough: to live, to care for his family, to do as much as he could in his career, and then: to spend time with newborn daughter.

The book isn’t just about dying. It’s about an overachiever, about how mortality affects relationships, about the pressures of being a doctor, and the challenges for doctors or anyone dealing with death and people who are dying. It’s about the solace of literature and creation, and about legacies, and about life.

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