For my new phase of FSE I do a little research and find a walking tour of Chinatown, print it out and we're ready to go.
Hubby: "What's that?"
Me: "A self guided walking tour of Chinatown."
Hubby: "Chinatown's only about 3 blocks."
Me: "But I don't know where it is or anything about it."
Hubby: "I do."
Me: "What? When was this?"
Hubby: "Back in the day."
Obviously this is a surprise to me. I bring the self guided walking tour along anyway.
"Momma look! Dragons."
Many years ago, before I met him, Hubby was a bass guitar player in a punk band. They played in the building he's looking at. He said people would climb in the second floor windows to get in free.
He said he used to eat here all the time.
4 was having fun.
We bought a few things then it was time to eat.
Hubby spotted a restaurant with a lot of locals in it. He said this is how you know a place is really good. Don't go for flash, go with the locals.
(Who needs Anthony Bourdain when I've got Hubby?)
The first thing we see when we walk in are the roasted ducks.
I'm in the right place.
We order a simple lunch.
Kung Pao Shrimp.
I spice it up.
It was the best Chinese food I've ever had. Next time I'm getting some of that Duck.
My treasures from the day.
We were done by noon and on our way home.
While I ran errands, Hubby and 4 were home playing with the Chinese Party Snaps
You throw them on the ground and they pop.
4 passed out early and stayed asleep for the rest of the night.