Time differences were really pronounced today, after a long flight, we arrived just before 6:00AM, ready to start a whole new day of eating.
The food on the flight was as good as could be expected, but not an overwhelming amount for a 14 hours jaunt, so I was hungry.
Our first excursion for food was to Mr. Cong You Bing – that’s not his name, of course, just what I refer to him as. His Cong You Bing is very different from all the others, being deep fried. I didn’t see Mr. Cong You Bing at the stand, and was surprised that the cooks were wearing facemasks. Sanitary conditions is Taiwan?! Is it possible? They were good, but a little smaller than I remember.
Although I wasn’t hungry, the family felt the need for taking us to lunch, as I’m the picky eater, it was decided we’d go to Din Tai Fung for dumplings.
They were excellent, but, fatigue, heat, lack of hunger and Michelle acting up certainly didn’t improve the experience. Still, I correctly estimated that I would eat about 8, but with extras being ordered at the lat minute, I ended eating about 12.
For dinner, I was completely unconscious, that didn’t stop them from feeding me though. While everyone else had scrambled eggs, chicken (I think) and some vegetables, Johnny was sent out to get me spaghetti to go.
With a certain amount of surprise, the spaghetti was tasty, although, I’m pretty sure it didn’t taste like any spaghetti I’d ever eatenm the flavor was Italian, and completly familiar to me… but in my groggy state, I just couldn’t place where it was familiar from. It had lots of cheese in it, and so may have tasted more like a lasagna. I guess I’ll have to try it again and see if I can identify it.