What you see on the right is the sign above one of my favourite local restaurants. It is a kind of Sichuan type place. I.e. They do Sichuan food, but are not actually from Sichuan. At least not all of them. The restaurant is clean, cheap, friendly and the food is delicious.
Here is the menu in both Chinese and English.
I tend to eat here about two or three times a week - I remember mentioning grandmother's bones a few weeks ago.
Recently, I met up with an old friend and, as you do, we ended up going for a bite to eat. Well, the bite to eat was really an excuse for the two of us to drink more than the recommended daily intake of alcohol of an entire troop of PLA soldiers.
Of course, the trouble with the beer intake is the beer outflow. It has to be dealt with. Fortunately, the restaurant has a beer recycling facility at the rear, beside the kitchen. I squeeze past the boss, two waitresses and two cooks who are sweating over two massive woks and try to enter the palatial lavatorial set up. It is, of course, of the squat variety. But, being male and only recycling liquids, that is not an issue.
My local wife promptly asked "Where is it? We can never get good spicy food
here!" Aya indeed.
Yikes! Stuff you don't want to know, is difficult to get around in China.
I went back again yesterday and this time they were using the lavatorial
establishment to clean the bowls etc used by previous customers.