food and religions

Yesterday we went to a Chinese store to buy some stuff (we bought a chocolate fondue among other things).

While JBQ was at the counter paying, I was wandering around the aisle, near the exit door. And something just was smelling BAD. I looked around and I saw a small shrine on the floor with two Gods in there and a plate with lots of food in it.

And the FLIES were all over it and it was SMELLING like shit.

Now, I don’t care what people do in their homes and how they choose to love their Gods (they are free to do it any way they want to), but when I go to a freaking shop (down-town San Mateo no less), I expect some sort of a *clean environment*.

While I find NICE these shrines (they are beautiful after all), I don’t find nice at all the SMELL, the FLIES and the serving of real food to some (fat) doll representations of Gods who aren’t gonna eat it anyway. It’s like that Greek tradition to pour oil or food in the tombs of the dead. In my mind it’s stupid and unhealthy.

Having said all that, I am now going to clean up my kitchen and start the dish washer. 😉

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