We got back from the Great Wall by around 1pm, and found lunch around 2pm.
I’m not used to the server standing at the table waiting for me to choose, so I hurriedly pointed at some green beans, Dunc got some beef, and we tried more hot and sour soup. And each got a beer.
Well, the beers were huge, the beans delicious, and this was the one, coriander-infused soup I liked. But um seriously: the beans were SO GOOD: super fried, salty, SPICY (with chilli and the mouth-numbing pepper and garlic like chicken from the first day) and awesome, I told Duncan to just leave me there so I could eat them forever. Sure, I had spicy stomach of regret around 4:30, but it was totally worth it.
We stumbled/rolled out of lunch and checked out the National Centre for the Performing Arts, grabbing a couple of ballet tickets for the next night, then made our way to the CBD. But the CBD is CRAZYTOWN so we fled quickly, to chill in our hotel a bit before meeting up with a couple of Dunc’s colleagues for dinner.
subway to the CBD
Unsuspecting street our hotel was on
fried pumpkin… way too long in the wok, but strangely delicious
That is a pile of cold mashed potatoes with blueberry sauce, and some boring greens. As for my eyes, I have no idea
Accidental order of beef that was mostly… beef fat. Ugh. But they liked it!