My husband has a dream woman. She's not Angelina Jolie, Scarlet Johannson or that skinny actress from Rush Hour 2. She's a woman who can really scramble, multi-task, accurately work a register, balance four steaming bowls of soup on a tray, and clean tables 12 hours a day without complaining. Did I mention she's fresh off the boat? F.O.B.s are faster, work harder and longer, and they're better with their money that Americans, he tells me. He's not sure how he ended up with such a bougie wife who likes staying at luxury hotels and who doesn't even know how to cook a fish without burning it.
