Chopsticks, Death and Love

I’m in Monterey Park and after dropping a chopstick on the floor I grab a new one. Just one. As my hand hovers over a dumpling my friend practically shouts, “Don’t do that!” Alarmed, I drop my hand and ask, “Don’t do what?” “Never use mismatched chopsticks,” she says, “it’s bad luck.” Not being superstitious¬†I … Read more