As I settle into Beijing for a while, with much peace and quiet and opportunities for writing (and the pleasure of being in a country where the government is mainly the Communist Party), I have been enjoying my favourite restaurant. I treat myself to a meal there once or twice a week, while mostly eating in the dining halls.
One of the pleasures at this little eatery concerns some of the dishes. These include:
Husband and wife lung slice
Thread jujube in Sydney
Boiled salt bath chap
Sneak liver pointed
Needless to say, the only way to find out is to order them – in Chinese characters, as is the custom here.