i got lost in the sound
The punchline:

At work today, I found myself involved in a conversation which included Will saying, "Steven's Chinese, of course he likes fried chicken!"



Some backstory:

We have developed this theory, one supported by about ten of us of Chinese descent, by way of Malaysia. This might taint our research somewhat: perhaps the fried chicken theory applies only to Chinese-Malaysians, rather than Chinese people in general; or it might apply to people from South-East Asia.

When Davyd and I had our second wedding feast in Penang, course number three comprised of a vegan fried chicken dish; when we have catered meetings at work, a lack of KFC is always met with protest. My colleagues, who don't understand the vegetarian thing, have tried Utopia's mock fried chicken - it's fried chicken, it has to be sampled (The verify that it is delicious).



And so:

I sort of wish I had left the punchline to float in the ether, so you had no idea what I was talking about, but you can feel free to weigh in on the issue. Obviously I no longer eat fried chicken and I don't want to, but my word do I miss it, sometimes, and the mock fried chicken was so good.



But:

It's still racial stereotyping when you do it to yourself. But that doesn't mean other people get to make the same jokes.