From the Taipei alleyways to the Manhattan art galleries, Eggie Jones is a fierce lover of Chinese women who are always wearing rose-colored spectacles from heaven; as Clarissa chases him around the globe, and they share their life together with high EQ candor and spasmodic wit, he says that egg-rolls won’t turn him on unless there’s a girl to eat with them, creating a love affair to last a lifetime. Like an egg, white on the outside and yellow on the inside, Eggie is sunny-side up to be sure and longs to show his stuff in the realm of love and passion. True to its zany twists and turns, Eggie, I Presume? is an animated twist on race and politics, leaving you homesick for Taipei in a season of bok choy and brocade sentimentality. A must-read for anyone who’s ever fallen in love, had bubble-tea upside down, or dreamt of the moon for longer than they should have. Incurable romantics will find this roller-coaster ride to be a sunken treasure in a deliriously clever hot pot, one in a million.