This evening, after service, Chen Dixiong took me to a little restaurant and bought me a bowl of what I can only describe as Vodka Rice & Sweet Bean Dumpling Soup. It's probably not vodka, probably rice wine, like Sake, but that's the first thing I thought of when I tasted it. I should have taken a picture of it, the dumplings especially were pretty good, kind of like a warm dessert. But after we finished our Vodka Rice Sweet Bean Dumpling soups, Chen Dixiong told me he didn't like his, that he'd never ordered it before. Then he pointed to a picture of what looked like the same sweet bean dumplings floating in tomato sauce instead of vodka & rice (rice wine soup). He said next time we go there we'll get that instead. I'll update this blog to let you know how that turns out.

Also this evening, during evening witnessing in front of an apartment building's many button intercom panel, I unintentionally made my talkative 14 year old service partner scream to the top of her lungs. I put her ultraviolet pen-light that she had been playing with the whole night against the bottom of my eye-ball to make the back of my eye glow. Her mom was nearby and scolded her, but I think I've been put into the "irresponsible kid" category now. My mature-adult facade has been blown. The next block we worked I was put with a less talkative and older sister, my age, who had absolutely no toys or gadgets to play with. (edit 285) Permalink