We got done teaching at 5:30 and dinner was at 6:00. We rushed out after classes and ended up getting there a little bit late.
Lance, the owner of the restaurant, asked me if I would say grace earlier in the week and I agreed to it. When we got there I was nervous but everyone was running late so I had a little while to mentally prepare myself. I didn't know how to say grace in front of people who were drinking beers and going outside for a smoke.
The table was set when we got there.
After about 30 minutes Lance brought out the food and told us to just go get it. We all lined up and filled our plates. Each person sat down at different times and when they did they immediately started eating. There was no time for me to say grace. I was half disappointed and half relieved.
The food was good considering it was made it China, but it had nothing on my moms cooking. We sat across from two older white gentlemen named Jess and Mark. They were from California and had lived here in China for three years teaching English. It was fun to talk to them and see their views on life, even though they were a little different than what I see.
Lance knew that we didn't drink so he made us our own special fancy drink. It was the most amazing thing ever! A fancy drink requires a fancy cup, a fancy cup requires a lifted pinky.
Thanksgiving dinner
This is Lance and his wife. She's 23 I believe anad I'm not sure how old he is.
After dinner we just talked forever. We talked to many different people. My favorite person to talk to was Rose. She was so sweet and spoke incredible English. She understood everything that I said and asked. I told her she better get paid well because she speaks so well.
This is Kevin. I dared him to stuff a whole piece of bread in his mouth but he wouldn't. I even offered him .5 yuan!
So we did it together.
It was a fun night socializing and we didn't leave until 11:00 PM. Also. Lance gave us some left overs that were gone by the next day.
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