The first day in China we went out for dinner. Some how I managed to order something that looked edible and recognizable. Cabbage, pork, and red peppers. Similar to a skillet at Applebees, it came out still sizzling because it had a flame still burning underneath it.
Determined to eat as the Chinese I grabbed my chopsticks and got to work. I was feeling pretty proud of myself because I was getting most my meal to my mouth. I looked over at the Chinese man next me only to find him him using a spoon to eat his vegetables and beef. What?! Still determined I pressed forward with my chopsticks. About half way through, as is expected, my hand started to hurt and I wasn't doing as well. A server noticed me in my struggles and brought me a spoon.
The Asians are very nice.
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