“Her mother was very skeptical about me in the beginning. I wasn't the race that she'd imagined her daughter hooking up with, and, as someone who already had children, I think that was a bit of an issue in her mind. I didn't speak Cantonese, I wasn't a doctor or a lawyer. I think it was mostly that I devoured every one of her recipes with such enthusiasm that I ate my way into her affections. The first time I had dinner with Mrs. Chow, she had some of her Mahjongg buddies over, so I was definitely on display there. I devoured the food and, at the end, I asked how to say "thank you for the good food." Now, depending on the tone you use, you can give it a totally different meaning. So I said it, with much enthusiasm, and there was this shocked silence as everyone tried to figure out what I was trying to say. One lady fell off the couch she was laughing so hard, and Olivia was in stitches. I'd just said "thank you for the good sex" in a rather raw way. My faux pas broke the ice completely. We've been good buddies ever since. ”