Ode to jam

The afternoon started off well. I found one of those 'local' bakeries where prices are cheaper then the more westernised chain stores you see around. Unfortunantely all signs are in (handwritten) Chinese which i can never read. Anyway, I saw it...round, thick and covered with sugar...jam doughnut...mmmmmmmmmm I haven't had one of those since I left home. Still taking the usual precautions I asked the (very fine) young girl working there if it was 'jam' (I don't know where the hell I picked up the Cantonese word for that when I still can't ask what people's names are). Anyway she said it was so I bought three.

Back in the dorm I bit into one only to find...red bean. WAHHHHHHHHHHH

At least my roommate was happy.