Booze, sex, and good times. What more could you ask for, from a memoir? “Letters To Young Chong” by Melanie Moore is much like the pickled ginger on a sushi plate. As a reader, sometimes you need something spicy to cleanse your palate between complex books. That is what you will find here.
“Letters To Young Chong” is based on the friendship that developed between Melanie Moore .. and Melissa Moore; no relation at all.
In school they were often confused for twins, or sometimes mistaken for the same person.
Melanie was sure she would hate that name-stealing girl for all of time.
But she finally got over it and now says she could not imagine life without her.
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Melanie Moore’s blog is a great place to find more of the same kind of stories that are in “Letters to Young Chong.” Here’s one recent entry:
It is no secret in my group of friends that I can burn water. I can also cause you to spend a not so delightful afternoon in the bathroom. People who know me well will tell you that you’ll want to have all your affairs in order before you sit down at my table.
Friends know this and occasionally they have to be a smartass about this. Take Melissa for example…
One day, she decided to throw some steaks in the oven and some peas with new potatoes on the stove. All the while, pretending that she was on a cooking show to rub it in my face that I have no idea what I’m doing.
“Melissa, you do not have to do commentary for my benefit.”
“Can you zoom the camera in and take a close up look to how I turn the oven on? Just gently spin that dial.”
Time passed by and the timer went off. “Mmmm! Mel, do you smell that? Those steaks smell so good. That’s what real food smells like. And listen to that sizzle. Do you know what that sizzle is saying? It is saying ‘perfection’, Mel.” Melissa put a big smile on her face and grabbed the oven’s handle. “That’s right, perfection.”
When she opened the oven, flames shot out. “AUGH!”
Lucky for her, I am trained in the ways of how to fight kitchen fires. I can also manage to do this task while laughing my ass off.
“What is that sound, Melissa? I think I missed that part?”
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