First tea was poured and the swivel started swirling as we passed the tea pot back and forth refilling our cups. Then the food started flowing forth from the kitchen with A giving instructions in Chinese along the way to our waiter. First a dish of jellyfish 'noodles' was presented with cured meat and vegetables. B and I had watched videos earlier that day of people eating jellyfish and they were repulsive. So as I grabbed with my oversize, plastic chopsticks there was a little more then trepidation running through my brain. They don't taste like anything! I had no desire to spit them out or continue eating them. We survived.
Round 2, fish stomach soup. Like an egg-drop soup but with fish stomach in it. Nice and warm and very pleasant to eat. Although I did avoid biting down on the fish and preferred to just swallow it whole. Next up was a fried minnow dish similar to french fries. Thin and small they were easy to just pop in my mouth. B, C, and I agreed that our favorite dish was a tempura shrimp dish with a sweet sauce painted on. I did grab two of those little guys.
A dish that was fun to eat was little dough pockets cut in half which we filled with carrots, cucumber, hoisen sauce, and duck. What next...more duck, duck tongue (just like a chicken wing, bone and all), pea shoots, a noodle/vegetable dish, and a tofu/mushroom mash up. Unfortunately I don't know what the proper names are for everything nor what the ingredients were as I did not order anything except more water during the whole meal.
It was an interesting experience. Not as crazy as I had expected but still a little gutsy for me. Heck, if I can eat goat testicles in London, I can eat duck tongue and jelly fish in Chinatown. And now I sit, in bed ready to pass out.
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