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hungry notes from shanghai
I love Shanghai; I love the streets. I love the malls. I love the sights. I love the history. But now it has become the place I mourn the 'death' of my favourite leather gloves. Somewhere in the streets of Shanghai... Urgh!The night before I lost my babies, I wore them to this quint Japanese restaurant at Louyang Road. For RMB 150 per person, the colleagues and I had a wonderful buffet. It was the best meal ever since I arrived in China. (Except for the times I couldn't stomach any food from the factory canteen and KFC was like heaven)Federick going gaga over the grilled beef cubes Grilled beef cubesGrilled FishFried Chicken SkinGrilled Oysters with Baked CheeseA glass of Choya down into my tummy gave me a better night's sleep. It had been a month of madness. I'm still not appreciating Sake as much as I've been told to. But heck, I love Choya. Period. The truth is, I ate like never before that night. The food was surprisingly good. Despite it being a buffet, the quality wasn't compromised. The Mother was a l
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