![]() ![]() Otherwise it’s too yin,” my neighbor advises. Who wants to be Miss Chinatown anyway? my sister would say. The tall stalks double in my arms and I feel like a champ. Bitter is why I prefer gai choy over bok choy.īefore I can decline, she’s sending more over. Another day I’ll ask if hers means smart or favored. My name is Fae, too, but I don’t know if we share the same Chinese character. The plumes of leaves are wider than bamboo and more delicate. When I reach for the bunch of bright stalks, I feel like a Miss Chinatown receiving her winning bouquet. ![]() I go to the fence and watch her cut the tall greens at their thick stems. My neighbor is in her garden and asks if I like gai choy. On this rare sunny day in the Outer Richmond of San Francisco, I take my late brother’s tortoises down to the yard for their bath. (Courtesy of Grove Press) Book excerpt: ‘Orphan Bachelors’ The cover of “Orphan Bachelors” by Fae Myenne Ng. ![]()
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