Had a little excitement at dinner in Nanjing tonight. A dish we had not ordered arrived and we all took a piece. It was a local specialty, a duck, all chopped up, steamed and then chilled. All of us thought someone else at the table had ordered it. But it belonged to the table next to us. So the waitress just took it
after we had taken a few pieces, pretended to take it to the kitchen, which was behind glass and visible to everyone in the dining room and then tried to bring it to the correct table. Those folks knew what was up and made a real fuss. The waitress tried to act innocent, but they were having none of it, refused it and wouldn't pay for it (rightly so). We figured they just put it back in the kitchen until the next group came and ordered the same thing and would be none the wiser. Wow.
Then we went to their version of Costco, called Metro, which is actually the German version of Costco. And they had a serious German beer selection too. But I only ever drink local (to the country) beer when I travel, so I passed up Koenig Pilsener for Yanjing. It took some willpower.
This really reminded me of the scene in Goodfellas when they found Frankie Carbone's body.
Gotta be an irony here somewhere.
Here we are on the fast train from Shanghai to Nanjing, about 90 min. with two stops. Last time it took four hrs.
