The taming of the prairies

Grasswood, the name of one of the areas outside the "city."

Where lonely people live on "acreages."

Look a mailbox! Must be getting into town real soon.
That's good because I need to buy a rake, a pound of sugar, and a puffed-sleeve dress at the general store. 

We're in the city! Look, we're driving down Street Boulevard!

Traffic at this 4-way stop is THE WORST. Definitely avoid it during traffic hour.
Well, that's city life for you.

A place for ribs! Oh and chicken too. Of course, chicken!

Is this what happens when you split from your rib-restaurant business partner? 

How sad. It's not even like Tony Roma's is that great. It's like the knock-offs of mediocre brands like Puma and Fila you find at the night market. "Check out my awesome new Fira sneakers! I'm going to be the coolest kid at school!"

Hey, that's mine.

Perusing through Eastern Market, the local Asian grocery store, over the weekend - in the pickled veg section looking for tsai bo, which is obviously a type of pickled vegetable delicious in omelettes, and I came across a product claiming to be my sauce.

I didn't give you permission to sell this...
Oh, you're a product of China. I see.

Alas, I found no tsai bo. What is tsai bo in Mandarin? If I knew then I could ask the store clerk for help.