We just said we want something without meat and something with. I always said yes when the man, seemed to be the owner, asked about tofu, corn, etc. as I eat all of them. I never intended to order all the things… A great deal too much food for two persons and not as cheap as it could have been. But very delicious.
The upper thing was also yellow, I have no idea why it’s green on the pictures.
Every table has its own fume hood and barbecue grill.
So many people are running around in the restaurants but no one takes care of your clothes. You always have to put them over your chair. I did it and then someone came and put this thing over my coat to “protect” it. Weird.
Free appetizers.
Gou rou, dog meat. No one wanted to order it and I only eat dogs when I can kill them myself. :-P
A waitress cooked the vegetables at another table, away from the meat.
The barbecue was changed very often. The waitresses came with a new one, put the meat on it and took the used one away.
Korean cutting the meat.
You eat the things wrapped in a lettuce leaf.
No idea why our Koren friend poured her tea in her rice.
Dessert
Air conditioning with jet engine
Cleaning
My vegetarian food didn’t even comply with the Chinese definition as I could spot the meat easily. The waitress said it’s just “a little bit” but they finally cooked the dish again.
Mifan. I could eat tons. And I begin to understand why Chinese like it that much.
Waitresses standing around. As all Chinese restaurants this one also had personnel en masse.
Someone had translated the menu of a restaurant to German. The last line reads: “Guten Appetit wünschen zwei der drei!” Only two of the three want us to enjoy our meal.
“Good Night Mr. Snoozleberg” on a Korean friend’s atree.
Even the waitress and a boy were engrossed.
It took some time to figure out how to get to the next level.
The menu of a restaurant at Cloud Nine Shopping Mall:
See also: The Chinglish Files
(Thanks to Karl for the link.)
Chinese friends don’t accept that there are greasy fingerprints on the inner side of the glass.
And they know that the white things that taste a bit like onions are lilies.
Again at the Uyghur restaurant next to the campus. A paper with the German translations of some dishes helped us to order but our Chinese was good enough to ask if the things contained meat or not. It was the first time that I’ve seen sweet-and-sour sauce in China. On the left, with the green eggplants.
The student ID in Munich has an RFID with which I can pay in the cafeterias. The Tongji one too. If I want to recharge my card in Munich I go to one of several machines, put the money in the slot, hold the card against the sensor and wait.
If I want to recharge the card in Shanghai I need to get a form, fill it in, wait and pay at the counter:
Maybe Mantou, maybe not.