Tuesday, July 01, 2008
12:46 AM
By Sarah
I've no idea who checks our class blog nowadays, but I've decided to update it and see how many lives I can save from food poisoning.
A few days ago a Chinese friend (as in, Chinese national) and I went to Chinatown to eat Yang Rou Chuan, mutton on a stick, which, if you ever chance to come across it, so grab any opportunity to eat. It's delicious. It's a little like satay, except it has no sauce, instead it is peppered with some reddish stuff that makes it quite hot instead of sweet.
We went to this place called Kitchen of China (中國餐厅), a kind of open air restaurant with a "中國烧烤" barbeque stall at the entrance (so you can easily identify it the next time you go by) and made a few orders, including one "scallops with vegetables". I think by now it should be in the middle of two other restaurants, both selling food from NE china.
We were halfway through the "scallops with vegetables" when we discovered a small green worm, quite dead and unresponsive to proddings and pokings, and quite unable to be moved.
Sorry about the picture quality. My handphone only offered 2MP.
A server was duly informed, who offered to change it for a new dish. It came back within a very short twenty minutes, after some furious debate in the kitchen, in a takeaway box by a black face waiter. The vegetables looking identical to the one we sent away, except with a much higher temperature.
Our thoughts went to their spittle on our plate, and other human-produced ingredients which my friend assured me was a common happening back in her country (when you get a new dish for free, although whether or not it was new was questionable).
We decided not to consume the scallops with vegetables minus scallops takeaway in the end, sorry about wasting food instead of sending it over to starving children elsewhere in the world, since we had already decided on the hygiene quality back in the kitchen, and weren't eager to enjoy more of their unfriendly hospitality.
My friend wouldn't have me post this, since she feels it reflects badly on her country, but I'm sure the readers of this particular blog are wise and discerning and won't associate one lousy eating place with an innocent nation.
So...
Can't say you haven't been warned.
Bid me crew avast! Keep yer banner high
Classed, forever a class :)
Class of our own
Wind be at yer backs, sails never slackin'
