In a Chinese restaurant, some time last week, my dad orders (in English) the sweet-and-sour sliced garoupa. To our amusement, this order gets repeated to us as the "sly fish" - perhaps, one of the brothers muses, the crafty one in the tank that's the hardest to catch?
The real punchline, however, comes the following week in the NTUC when said brother espies what he announces must be a closely-related species...the kuning fish.
Friday, August 06, 2004
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