Noodles, noodles and more noodles

Happened by this noodle joint, that honestly doesn’t look like a noodle joint or even a restaurant at all. Seriously, not even a picture of a bowl of noodles or any other form of food! Fortunately our hunger encouraged us to consider all potential options, no matter how remote. Upon sticking our heads in the door, the menu looked more promising than the decor - rare as it was to find Mommy's favourite pork and pickled cabbage雪菜肉丝面 combo on offer - so we decided to stay for a quick supper.

As we were waiting for the food to arrive, observant Davy asked what it meant that there was a yellow not-so-happy face on a certificate in the front of the restaurant. We never did figure out if the middling score was a prior assessment of food quality or hygiene (by this point we did not quite want to know)! We did however ask Davy to share his keen observations of any similar nature a bit sooner next time. We are happy to report that it was a decent meal in the end and as of this writing all tummies are still feeling well.Read more