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...since. Now, in a radical revision at Los Angeles' Mark Taper Forum, playwright David Henry Hwang treats the original like "some kind of weird Oriental minstrel show," as one character puts it, and wraps its assimilationist anthems into a merry multicultural trip from Tiananmen Square to San Francisco's Chinatown. Director-choreographer Robert Longbottom adds a dollop of kitsch--and somehow the mix is funny and clever. It even jerks a tear or two. Broadway, get ready...
...east is Chinatown, where I go to buy low-sodium soy sauce and rent Hong Kong videos from Cantonese immigrants who speak no English (including, ?I don?t speak English?). To the north is trendy SoHo - or, as we hardy refugees to the southern tip of the island call it, Canada. To the southwest is Battery Park City, possibly the first attractive housing project since the Pyramids. Spend a few hours in any of these neighborhoods and then try, I dare you, to still hate New York...
...have been, over the decades, three basic kinds of New York City songs. The first sort are portraits of the city itself, songs that seek to capture the attitude and atmosphere of the place. This first kind goes back a long way. In 1892, the musical "A Trip to Chinatown" featured the song "The Bowery"; its lyrics read "I was out to enjoy the sights/ There was the Bowery ablaze with lights/ I had one of the devil?s own nights/ I?ll never go there anymore." Although written more than 100 years ago, the lyrics seem as tough...
...said, "You can walk home with me. You need a shower." I coughed. She asked why I was carrying a wastebasket. I said, "In case there's another bomb." She held onto my arm as we made our way next to the river. In Chinatown, she bought me shoes. At the Bowery we finally found a payphone that didn't have a line of people. So she called her husband and I sat down next to my wastebasket. It was the first time I sat down, and I started crying...
...Although snack carts are less numerous in Bangkok than they once were, this most convenient form of Thai cuisine is alive and well on the ground floor of the quaint (and air-conditioned) Old Siam shopping mall, bordered by Triphet, Burapa and Charoen Krung in west Chinatown. Women in traditional Thai dress use original recipes and equipment to create popular standards such as khanom krob (coconut milk batter poured into tiny cast-iron molds and steamed), khanom beung (taco-like shells with sweet and savory fillings) and khanom thuay (tapioca flour and coconut milk steamed in porcelain cups). Just about...