What's a Pepperoni?

Last night, we were tired. We have been out exploring our wonderful new city every day and learning our way around some very confusing streets. We met some wonderful new people that spoke enough English that Jeff and I were able to share a little about why we are here. We found a good map and a good English-Chinese Dictionary. Jeff got his desk set up at work and we begin language study on Monday. I bought a microwave and we have scoped out the cheapest places to furnish our new apartment. We went to the zoo and the girls became one of the exhibits. (There were a lot of people there who were probably from the mainland and had apparently never seen blonde hair and blue eyes- so the girls got their picture taken A LOT). That all happened last week. We were tired. Cooking dinner was out of the question.

Jeff went down to grab a pizza from a little stand not far from our apartment. The name of it is "Wood-Fired Pizza." He didn't really recognize most things on the menu as being your typical pizza toppings. He asked the girl if she spoke English and she said "just a little." He asked her if they had pepperoni pizza and she said "What's a Pepperoni?" Why on earth would the "Wood-Fired Pizza" stand actually have pepperoni? or even know what it was?

Regardless, Jeff chose two pizza options off the English menu and hoped for the best. I must say that when he brought home a smoked cheese pizza and an apple-cinnamon pizza, I was a little dissappointed. However, they were actually super delicious. Very gourmet.



This is us at the zoo last week. It was your pretty standard zoo except for the display outside the restrooms. (click on the pic below to enlarge)

This was a wall of what was supposed to be large piles of poop decorated in various shades. There was also a larger display with holes cut in it so that "you can experience a maggott's life." I'm not making this up- really. Chloe thought it was ice cream and we did not correct her.