I burnt my tongue on the soup from a soup dumpling today.
I then tried to read our table's food docket (which was all in Chinese), and I must've had a combination pained/puzzled look on my face, because my friend asked me if everything was okay.
"Oh yeah, I'm just trying to read this thingy..."
Curse you, delicious soup dumpling.
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The sometimes overwhelming experience of not looking like a foreigner in Shanghai, even though I am.
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