So, I've hit the wall. I am so desperate for non-chinese food at the moment! I'm sick of rice and noodles, noodles and rice. It doesn't matter where you go, that's basically what your choices boil down to.
Sure, you can change what's going with the rice or noodles, but that doesn't change the fact that everything's beginning to taste the same.
What I wouldn't give for a pasta dish, or some grilled fish and a salad - and this from the girl who ordinarily won't eat salad.
Beginning to think that I won't make it to November, and my Hong Kong weekend. I don't even care that compared to China, where you can get a meal for 10 rmb or under, I'll have to pay a minimum of 80 hkd.
Ah, to have the choice of greek, italian, thai, mexican and everything in between.
I know that I should be grateful that I can afford to eat, when there's so many homeless people scrounging in the bins, but I just can't stop my craving for anything not Chinese!
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