A day of no cooking! Nonfat Fage and fruits for breakfast, leftovers for lunch and takeout for dinner! Peter and I went hiking on Crissy Field before the girls got up. It made me think that this is how I should be every morning — to eat yogurt and to take a brisk walk along the bay.
Since we had to leave the house at 5 to go to the Castro Theater, we ordered Chinese takeout from this hole-in-the-wall place called Green Island. Cheap and yummy comfort food, the kind that I love. They have a three dish special that is $21 and we ordered rock cod with black bean sauce, salted fish with chicken and eggplants clay pot, beef and string beans in oyster sauce.
I told the girls that when they grow up and serve their husbands cheap Chinese takeout, they should dress up, take out the linen napkins, uncork a bottle of champagne or drink water in fine crystal goblets… That’s the only way to eat cheap Chinese takeout.
The screening of The Last Emperor 3D was an emotional experience for me. I teared up with the first note of music. Everything felt so vivid that I could almost reach out and touch the young self I had left far behind. That splendid and miserable youth of 28 years ago. Sitting in the audience holding hands with my daughters, I relived the six months I spent making the film. Six month on location would be unthinkable today. I would be needed at home. And I would need my home. But back then I had no one in particular to rush home to and being on location was exactly where I wanted to be. I thought of all the talented people, the best in their own fields, who had worked on the film. Quite a number of them have since passed. I sensed their spirit in the lightwaves and particles.