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The platform outlined in red looks so fragile—like a footnote to walking on thin ice in life.
Read the note ↘Memoirs of a Chinese restaurateur in Portugal, read through life’s changes and the I Ching.
If you can make ‘creation’ as natural as breathing, it is not because intention is absent; it is because all intention has already dissolved into the breath.Sam Wang
A life told through choices, losses and changes rather than a résumé.
From arriving in Lisbon to the Madrid expansion, family, and the pandemic.
A new digital beginning with XIAOXIONG®.
Photographs and short texts about Lisbon, restaurants, architecture, and the moments that do not fit inside the chapters.
90 translated notes · English edition
The platform outlined in red looks so fragile—like a footnote to walking on thin ice in life.
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“The oceanarium sheds the bustle of the day and returns to quiet;”
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“In the lower-left corner, the shadow holds up a phone;”
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“In the distance, two cable cars glide towards the end of the line;”
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“Beneath the streetlights, a family passes, seen from behind;”
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“The sky, so blue;”
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Queijo Fresco—fresh cheese—is one of the most familiar traditional dairy products on Portuguese tables.
At the shopping centre, I picked out a pack of fresh cheese and wanted to buy a packet of disposable spoons as well. There is no running water in the office; use one and throw it away—simple.
I followed the signs in Continente and walked through the entire supermarket, but never found a spoon for eating the Queijo Fresco.
After leaving the metro, I stopped at a café and had a coffee.
When I finished, I looked at the coffee spoon on the table and suddenly thought of a question: ‘If I take it with me, does that count as stealing?’
I suppose it would be a case of ‘helping myself’ to it;
At the end of the handle was a small engraved coffee cup, with steam rising from it.
In the end, I took it with me.
Back at the office, I ate the fresh cheese with that coffee spoon; then I took this photograph and kept it as ‘evidence’.
“Evidence is not an excuse; it proves that something really happened;”
Treading on the tiger's tail; it does not bite. Success. — Zhou Yi · Lü, Zhou Yi
In Lü, the boundary appears at the act of reaching out. A photograph allows the gesture to be revisited; acknowledging it is a later step that does not cancel it.
The author’s humour leaves a relational question: who owned the spoon, and how does one respond to that relationship after taking it? Recording opens reflection; repair needs action beyond it.
Reading in briefAcknowledgement makes an act clear; response attends to the relationship.A coffee spoon. All that thinking, and I took it anyway. A moment of temptation, perhaps;
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Hello, I’m Wang Sanxiong — Sam 🤝
The book’s epigraph is my motto, and the starting point for how I understand life, restaurants, and entrepreneurship.
I am a Chinese immigrant living in Portugal, originally from Qingtian, Zhejiang, and a restaurant owner. I love architecture and the history behind it; I love the I Ching, and use Eastern wisdom to interpret the stories hidden behind history.
A battle for small and medium-sized restaurants to reclaim their own customer channels;
XIAOXIONG®; it is not an advertisement in this book. It is proof that, in the second half of life, I am still willing to change.