A big garlicky bowl of duck tongues. (At dinner tonight in Beijing.)
The texture is a bit odd in the mouth. (Bite a piece of Silly Putty to get an idea of the experience.) They yield to the tooth at first and then pop into two equal halves. Then there’s the little bone/cartilage thing you pick out of your mouth with the chopsticks and lay to the side of your plate.
Every day in China is a culinary adventure.

