Today was Jordan's birthday.
Princess Jordan. In China, Jordan is such a pretty girl.
After some deliberation and waiting around for a bus or a taxi, we ended up having dinner at a Chinese food restaurant on the other side of Chang An. The place was on the fourth floor of a mall, pretty big, and fancy by Chinese standards.
The portions were generous, so we all picked something off the menu and shared.
Jordan's Birthday Spread. Dinner at the restaurant across Chang An.
Jordan ordered Kung Pao Chicken (it's a real thing!), Angel ordered some very hot and tasty bread buns, and I chose duck, of course. We all got a bowl of noodles, too.
Duck. Delicious golden fried duck.
Everything was universally good, and we certainly didn't leave hungry. It wasn't until halfway through our meal, however, that we realized that "half duck" meant "half of all the duck:
Duck's Head. Well, they did say "half."
"It's the duck's head." I said.
"No, it is not." Angel replied.
"It is. Here's the beak and the brain," I flipped it over, "and the eye. It's looking at us."
"That's gross," Angel seemed offended.
"I'll eat it." Jordan interjected, picking the head with his chopsticks.
Oh, well. Happy Birthday, Jordan.
Hayden
Wow. That's very... literal.
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