Published by Swiss James on 25 Sep 2007 at 11:47 am
Mid-Autumn Festival fever
Today on the Chinese calendar it’s the mid-Autumn festival- halfway to winter presumably even though the hot and sticky weather yesterday made me sweat like a Welsh dyslexic. From what I can gather, the festival involves getting the whole family together to eat and spend time together (like Christmas) and giving gifts of rich, sweet things to eat (like Easter).
Here though, the rich, sweet things are moon cakes- heavy pastry cakes that are filled with a marzipanish paste, egg yolks, nuts and general gloopiness. Of all of the Chinese people I’ve asked, not a single man jack of them has said that they enjoy eating the things, but I’ve still seen people queue outside bakeries to buy a box (for at least 60RMB, and usually more like 100-200RMB depending on the fanciness of the fancies).
Apparently it’s hardly even about the cakes themselves these days either, it’s the fancy gold box studded with diamonds that it comes in. In Guangzhou there’s a box of mooncakes for 300,000RMB (over 20,000 quid)- although to be fair, you get a small apartment thrown in as a deal-sweetener.
Mooncakes; from bloody everywhere.

A Welsh dyslexic??????
Wow, 300,000 RMB. Think of all the ordinary mooncakes that could buy…
> made me sweat like a Welsh dyslexic
I’m off, good luck with the blog.
Go for it with the Welsh gags mate! I was in Cardiff this weekend having an affair & I have to say… they’re bloody savages. Never go to Cardiff folks. Ever…
I WANT THE HELLO KITTY MOOOOOOOOOOONCAKES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
can someone please send them to me here in Sweden?
You’re a goner Creegan!
The do taste quite nice and there are many varieties, many of which I sampled tonight in Venice (see Facebook photos). We all ate till we were stuffed and enjoyed the full moon which due to the lack of pollution in Venice, we could actually see.
I kind of regret that Welsh dyslexic joke now, but only because I thought of a much better dyslexic joke today and to make two would be kind of picking on the poor dears. Actually I think Emma’s dyslexic, if she reads this I’m in trouble.
Anyway- I pass an e-lace handkerchief to Champers and Nige to dry their eyes and promise to leave off the Welsh for at least 4 days.
Pat- having an affair?! Or do you mean you were wowing the kids with your musical stylings?
Shopgirl- the closest I’ve been to Sweden is in the toilets of a club in Belgium I’m afraid (long story). Is there a Chinatown in Stockholm?!
“Weslh Dsylecix”- that made me laugh!
WoAi- funnily enough, the moon here last night was bright, clear, and as full as a Welshman’s scrabble tile (what?!).
No, there is not a Chinatown here in Stockholm, just 3 tiny chinese shops that sells nothing good
>_