An agreeable wok-ful of East/Westlakian nonsense, which features a cameo appearance by the Secretary of State--as reported over the wires from Peking--at a celestial meal created by the venerable chef Uncle Ho. Lured on by his government's suggestion that he cook again in Wa Shing Ton for Short Man with Glasses (""certain fires of gratitude would be heated"" on his return), Uncle Ho, clutching his cricket cage, is wafted away on Pan Am. But waiting at the airport is a pair of dim but ambitious brothers from a minor New Jersey mob, determined to save their Chinese restaurant in Paramus. Soon Paramus is lifted into culinary realms unknown before, while bewildered Ho toils on. In the meantime, the State Department, the CIA, various Chinese-Americans and assorted females gradually close in for the chase. Uncle Ho's narratives are set forth in delicate free verse, the WASP Wa Shing Tonians toss off ""all rightee's"" and ""humple-do's"" and Paramus comes in on the expected low frequency. This will be a movie with Danny Kaye.