[Inspired by] an old Chinese laundry that moonlighted as a bordello in Summerland's gold mining days. The labels give the impression of cleanliness and purity. At first sight, that is. [Then you] discover the steamy-ness behind the scenes. Look at the steam rising from the small iron and you start to see naked torsos in the vapors. Sort of a Where's Waldo? effect. Or is it Wilma? Lori Anne Charlton, CityFood, Summer 2005.