When I asked him how he liked frozen dumplings, he took off his corduroy cap, rubbed his shaved head with both hands and said, «If I may speak without reserve, they’re not food.»
Cuando le pregunté si le gustaban los dumplings congelados se sacó su gorra de algodón, frotó su cabeza con ambas manos y dijo, «si puedo hablar sin reservas, ni siquiera las considero comida».