Let me start off by saying that I’m a fairly picky eater, so when we go out for Chinese New Year dinners, I tend not to eat much when they serve such dishes as snake and turtle. Yesterday, however, they had two beef dishes that were pretty good.
One was beef on a stick that tasted okay, but was kind of greasy for my taste. The other was shredded beef with peppers and some other veggies that tasted really great. I’ve had it before and since JP’s family is always asking what I like, I wanted the name of this dish so that we could order it again.
JP asked what it was and the first cousin had no idea. Neither did the second or third cousin. I figured no one really knew what it was, so I focused my attention elsewhere while eating my second helping of beef and peppers.
A couple minutes later, JP leaned over and said, “Sorry, that’s not beef. It’s donkey.”
It was still good, but I didn’t bother with a third helping. I told JP that there are some things that are better left not knowing.
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While at the restaurant, I had to take the boys to the restroom. I have 3 sons, one of which is still in diapers, so how I ended up taking 4 boys to the restroom, I don’t know.
For those that have visited Chinese restrooms, you can probably remember the smell and the fact that the floors are often wet. The restroom had a nice sign above the mirror warning, “Slip carefully!”
After we left the restaurant, we went to a hotel so that the gang could play mahjongg. The bathroom in the hotel room was also concerned about their guest’s well-being shown by the sign, “Careful landslip!”
I’m open to any ideas of what that might mean if you care to share.