Aaron, Karen and I hit the Bread Top House on Race Street to grab some pastries before meeting Aaron's wife.
Eariler today we began discussing the song-like quality of the Chinese dialects. I attributed the aptitude of (especially) young Chinese children in the field of music and composition to their language environment. If you listen to Chinese carefully, you can here insistent fluctuations and variations in pitch and volume.
At the Bread Top House, 5 men are sitting at tables drinking tea and eating pastries. When someone opens a door, the conversation becomes enmeshed in a protean experiment in symbolism.