Have yourself a merry little egg roll
I’ve always liked the Jewish tradition of eating Chinese food on Christmas (originated because they were the only restaurants open back in the day, I think.) I’m not a huge fan of the traditional turkey dinner.
Anyway, as a tribute to both my Jewish and Chinese friends on this Christmas day I thought I’d share this nice article in the NY Times about Chinese restaurants and the American dream:
More than 40 years after buying Eng’s, a Chinese-American restaurant in the Hudson Valley, Tom Sit is reluctantly considering retirement…Two years ago, at the insistence of his wife, Faye Lee Sit, he started taking off one day a week. Still, it’s not sustainable. He’s 76, and they’re going to be grandparents soon. Working 80 hours a week is just too hard. But his grown daughters, who have college degrees and well-paying jobs, don’t intend to take over.Across the country, owners of Chinese-American restaurants like Eng’s are ready to retire but have no one to pass the business to. Their children, educated and raised in America, are pursuing professional careers that do not demand the same grueling labor as food service.
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The retirements of the restaurant owners also reflect the history of Chinese immigration to the United States. In 1882, the Chinese Exclusion Act halted what had been a steady rise in people coming from China. It was not revoked until 1943, and large-scale immigration resumed only after 1965, when other race-targeting quotas were abolished.China’s Cultural Revolution, an often violent social and political upheaval that started in 1966, prompted many young people to emigrate to the United States, a country that projected an image of freedom and economic possibility. In the past decade, some members of the second generation have also chosen to take charge of family restaurants. Nom Wah Tea Parlor, a New York dim sum restaurant that opened in 1920, has stayed a family business: first run by the Choy family, then the Tangs.[…]
If he ever actually does hand Eng’s to someone else, Mr. Sit will miss his customers, and miss running an operation.
But he is proud of what he built. He is proud that his daughters, American-born educated professionals, are working jobs they have chosen, jobs they love.
“I hoped they have a better life than me,” he said. “A good life. And they do.”
Immigrants are what makes this country great. So do ethnic restaurants. And making a better life for your kids.
If we are (or were) “exceptional” it’s because of that.
Happy Hollandaise everyone!
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