Sunday, November 30, 2025

Duck, Duck And The Misfortune Cookie

I did something this week that I had never felt compelled to do before. I ate duck. Twice!

The first experience I had trying the meat was on Monday evening. We bought some of Tesco's Christmas party food range. One of the products are red bao buns with Char Sui Duck.

Initially reluctant to do so,  I ended up adding one to my plate along with a samosa and some Thai vegetable parcels (or something like that!).

Tesco Christmas Party Food (2025)

I was surprised at how much I enjoyed the bao bun. So shocked, in fact, I told a bunch of people about, if you pardon the pun, breaking my duck of not eating duck.

All of my friends were surprised I hadn't done so before. Most  recommended trying duck from a Chinese restaurant.

Well, last night was takeaway night. I suggested we have a Chinese and a cantonese-style Duck was added to my part of the meal.

While looking through the menu, I noticed the restaurant had fortune cookies priced at 80p a piece. It made me think of a few fortune cookie conversations I had with Vicki a long time ago. I thought it would be cool to have a cookie for the weekly Saturday evening tributes I have been doing for Vick since she left.. It allowed me to not do an iced Diet Coke two weeks in a row!

Anyway, back to the meal for now.


My main was 'Cantonese style Duck'. As usual, I opted for chips rather than rice.

I took a few bites...

..but, it wasn't for me.

I think it's more psychological than anything. It seems a bit silly for me to reach that conclusion considering I like chicken, beef, and to quote Vick: ''those little baby lambs'.

Oreo benefited from my decision not to finish the meaty part of my meal. I cut the leftovers up and topped them up into his food. He spent quite a while at his bowl. I consider that a win. 

When my alarm went off for Vick, I took off the fortune cookie's wrapper and pulled it out. I snapped it in half, and went to retrieve the fortune message inside.

Not so fast.

There was a conspicuous absence. No message.

Fortune Cookie Without A Message

I smiled and shook my head at how typical it was to find myself with a dud fortune cookie. I also chuckled when it dawned on me that Vick would have been the first person I told about the misfortune cookie.

Apparently,  it is a good thing to crack a fortune cookie and not find a message inside.

Overlooking the obvious - that it was simply a production error - there are also suggestions out there pointing to the lack of a message being a sign of good luck and a guidance to 'write your own destiny'.

Okay then.

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