{"id":274,"date":"2005-08-11T17:53:00","date_gmt":"2005-08-11T17:53:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fridaynirvana.com\/fiction\/2005\/08\/fortune-in-fortune-cookie.html"},"modified":"2011-06-30T20:46:43","modified_gmt":"2011-06-30T20:46:43","slug":"fortune-in-fortune-cookie","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.fridaynirvana.com\/fiction\/2005\/08\/fortune-in-fortune-cookie.html","title":{"rendered":"Fortune ? In fortune cookie !"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align: justify;\">After feasting on chicken fried rice and basil chicken, I proceed to the fortune cookie. The white slip of paper, encased in the cookie, reveals that I will write a book. No kidding &#8211; it says &#8220;You will write a book&#8221;. Fame and filthy lucre, here I come ! Do so many of us want to write books, that the fortune cookie guys now broadcast is as a &#8220;fortune&#8221; ? What better life eh, than to spin dreams, convert them into pragmatic words, and make money ? I mean, I can swallow (pun intended) a fortune cookie, which says &#8220;A good friendship is in the offing&#8221;, or &#8220;Financial circumstances get better&#8221;, or &#8220;There is a cloud of doom over your head&#8221;, but &#8220;You will write a book&#8221; ?<\/p>\n<p>Chinese food here is the US, isn&#8217;t the same; its a tame, dumbed down version of the fiery stuff served in India. Even the Chinese food served in Indian restaurants here is adulterated with the same blandness. Ah, recall with fondness, Haldiram&#8217;s chilli garlic noodles. And best of all was the stuff, served from those mobile noodle vans; haven&#8217;t had that in a while.<\/p>\n<p>Ironically, cannot find &#8220;American Chopsuey&#8221; in a restaurant in America.<\/p><\/div>\n<div class=\"blogger-post-footer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1\" height=\"1\" src=\"https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/tracker\/11570614-112379767191262329?l=reviewroom.blogspot.com\" alt=\"\" \/><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>After feasting on chicken fried rice and basil chicken, I proceed to the fortune cookie. The white slip of paper, encased in the cookie, reveals that I will write a book. No kidding &#8211; it says &#8220;You will write a book&#8221;. Fame and filthy lucre, here I come ! Do so many of us want [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"rop_custom_images_group":[],"rop_custom_messages_group":[],"rop_publish_now":"initial","rop_publish_now_accounts":{"twitter_17000648_17000648":""},"rop_publish_now_history":[],"rop_publish_now_status":"pending","_uag_custom_page_level_css":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[30],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-274","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-food"],"aioseo_notices":[],"uagb_featured_image_src":{"full":false,"thumbnail":false,"medium":false,"medium_large":false,"large":false,"1536x1536":false,"2048x2048":false,"post-thumbnail":false,"sow-carousel-default":false},"uagb_author_info":{"display_name":"amodini","author_link":"https:\/\/www.fridaynirvana.com\/fiction\/author\/admin"},"uagb_comment_info":0,"uagb_excerpt":"After feasting on chicken fried rice and basil chicken, I proceed to the fortune cookie. The white slip of paper, encased in the cookie, reveals that I will write a book. No kidding &#8211; it says &#8220;You will write a book&#8221;. Fame and filthy lucre, here I come ! Do so many of us want&hellip;","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.fridaynirvana.com\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/274","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.fridaynirvana.com\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.fridaynirvana.com\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.fridaynirvana.com\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.fridaynirvana.com\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=274"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.fridaynirvana.com\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/274\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":873,"href":"https:\/\/www.fridaynirvana.com\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/274\/revisions\/873"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.fridaynirvana.com\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=274"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.fridaynirvana.com\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=274"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.fridaynirvana.com\/fiction\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=274"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}