
The Game My Parents Never Taught Me
By nine o'clock, the tiles are the loudest thing in the house.
Boris Pan · August 3, 2026
Guides, culture, and gear for the modern mahjong player.

By nine o'clock, the tiles are the loudest thing in the house.
Boris Pan · August 3, 2026

You've got the guest list and the group chat is already buzzing. What you don't actually have, three days out, is a straight answer to the question…
Boris Pan

The card comes in the mail sometime in April: a small, laminated, almost cheerful-looking sheet, covered edge to edge in colored text, letters, and numbers that mean nothing to you yet. You unfold it at the kitchen table, and for about thirty seconds you feel like you've forgotten how to read.
Boris Pan · July 3, 2026

You've survived your first Charleston. You passed three tiles right because the woman next to you said "pass right" and you did it, three tiles across because someone said "across,"
Boris Pan · July 2, 2026

The first time you sit down, the rack defeats you before the tiles do. It is a narrow plastic ledge, and you are supposed to stand fourteen tiles up on it in a tidy row...
Boris Pan · June 30, 2026