|Top L: super tender long noodles, Top R: pigeon egg, Middle: orange juice and our first round of dishes, Bottom: beef dish (tripe and other unknown cuts of meat)|
After climbing to the top of the Purple Mountains with a group of friendly Chinese coworkers, they asked me if I would like to join them for dinner. That was an offer I couldn't turn down. They asked me what sort of Chinese food I liked, but all I had eaten in China was a few little noodle dishes, street food, and a feast of Peking duck. They all started throwing out ideas of where to go and they told me about their favorite restaurants in the city. They told me about Sichuanese food and they were surprised when I said I had never had hotpot (a big pot of spicy hot broth that you cook meat in at your table). They also told me about the differences between Shanghai and Nanjing cuisine. Eventually they decide on a place so we make our way down the the mountain, hop on some buses, and head across the city as they point out sites and tell me about life in Nanjing. It was awesome! They knew just where to go.
|The girls having a little fun posing for photos on the way down the mountain.|
|I had no idea where they were even taking me, but they told me that they would help get me back to my hostel by the end of the night.|
|I'm not sure what the name of the restaurant was, but I got a picture of the front.|
|Crispy cauliflower and behind it is a dish of shrimp and peppers in broth.|
|As we ate our way through the dinner the waitress would take away the finished dishes and bring out even more to put on the table.|
|The group of us after the meal. If you look closely you'll see that all that's left of the dishes are the mounds of inedible peppers.|