Rather than describe our meal in words, I will provide you with a photo to drool over:
And, let me tell you, it tasted amazing. For a few minutes, I was transported back to America. But then the chopsticks came out, serving as a reminder that I am definitely still in China. For you can’t have a meal without them. Even if it is Mexican food (there was rice, after all).
And I learned that chopsticks aren’t just used for eating…but for washing dishes as well.
After dinner we played a dice game I brought from home, while we listened to Latin music...which eventually evolved into practicing Chinese with my flashcards (they got a good laugh out of that) and snacking on Chinese pastries until it was time for them to go home.
Overall, the evening was a success. Good food, good friends…who could ask for more?
**This night would not have been possible without the generous package of beans, taco shells, tortillas, taco seasoning, and hot sauce from my mom! THANK YOU! :-)
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