I think I have met my rice quote for life. How do they all stay so skinny eating massive bowls of rice three times a day!?

Talking of food, they really do eat anything here. They epitomize “waste not, want not”. I mean I enjoy duck every now and then, but the feet? Beak? Guts? Do we have to?

I was pretty over rice when I saw a guy who was cooking a stir fry of some sort. It was so heavily mixed with sauces and spices that I could not tell what it actually was. Given the lack of English and may lack of Mandarin I used my acting and motion skills to determine that it seemed to be a pork stir fry. I even mimicked the “oink, oink” sound to be sure. The cook nodded vigorously assuring me slightly. I slowly but surely add my pork stir fry and was happy to have some protein. That’s when a little dog walked past and the cook pointed at the dog excitedly and pointed at my food that I was easting. That’s when I realized that I was eating dog and apparently pigs in China don’t go “oink, oink”. Funny, but I was suddenly full…for days.
I’m a loving and proud dog owner to Gracie, a Tibetan Spaniel which just seemed to make the whole experience all the more horrifying…Ill give you an update in a few days and I hope it will be more animal friendly.

Cheers, Carly