Hot Pot and Another Taxi Ride

It took us almost 30 mins. to find a taxi the other night, running around like chickens with our heads lopped off from one spot to the other thinking each one would be slightly more strategic. Finally, when we found one (a taxi), and opened the door, it looked as if someone had possibly gone to the loo (nicest way to put it) on the seat. Nonetheless, in we got, and squished real close to the right far away from the suspicious stain. When you gotta be somewhere, you get in and that's it. The picture above is probably doing a disservice to the next part of this post which is to do with our first official Chongqing hot pot (or huo guo) meal, but that's how things have been going here. One moment you experience something kinda on the ick side and the next you are so happy to be here you could burst...

S was also very adventurous and had his first duck blood cakes, which you cook in the hot pot and then dip into your sauce bowl. We also had an array of delicious vegetables, shrimp balls, thin sliced beef and lamb, and a selection of tofu in different shapes and forms. The ma-la (numb-spicy) flavor is to the left and the pork bone broth is to the right. Good way to end our Sunday.