Wong perfectly captures the mood and emotions of a first-generation child who wants to fit in. Those that do stop by purchase matches and soda and potato chips, not sweet-and-sour pork and egg rolls.
“Even though my father has lived here / since he was twelve, / even though my mother loves apple pie, / I cannot expect them to know / Americans / do not eat Chinese food / on the Fourth of July.” Just as she suspected, the day crawls along with few customers. Chinese food on the 4th of July? The young Chinese American narrator of this lively, poetic, wonderfully paced picture book can’t believe her parents think anyone will come into their store for Chinese food on such a thoroughly American holiday.
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