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by John Ng
Last week, an older brother of mine invited me for a ten-course meal at an upscale Cantonese restaurant in Scarborough to meet a group of his closest friends, most of whom he met while on a cruise ship in Europe a few years back and all, like him, are first-generation Chinese immigrants, fellow retirees with deep-pockets and the accompanied status that was earned through years of unrelenting work ethic. Now, they are dedicated thrill-seekers, prone to spending lavishly and satisfying their burgeoning appetite as they happily reap the fruits of their labour.
