Welcome to Chinatown
That is what the English translation of the Chinese sign said. The exploration of a huge city like Chicago must begin someplace. So, on an unexpectedly cold Saturday morning in September, Aniket, Federico, Jen and I landed in Chicago’s own corner for the Chinese community, Chinatown.
As usual the first order of business was food!! We went into this cool looking place called Phoenix [website], which serves classical Chinese food both as main dishes or
The first thing we got served was some refreshing
The first thing we got was a plate of some beef slices in a delicious gravy. It was quite an innocent dish. The next thing was a preparation of some cow stomach or intestine (basically some component of the digestive system). It has to be the weirdest thing I have tasted. It had two different flavors at the same time; one was very delicious and the other was a bit pungent and slightly nauseating. The third item we picked were some classic Chicken feet. That was the first time I had had that part of a chicken. We finished lunch with one of Jen's favourites, some
After, lunch we roamed around Chinatown, just loitering around. We also stopped at the local Chinese market and I picked up some frozen