Dale Rice has had a passion for food since his mother let him stand on a kitchen chair to stir the cake batter and then lick the bowl at the tender age of 5. Restaurant critic and wine writer for the Austin American-Statesman, he has been writing about the local food scene for the last 12 years. He lives in South Austin with 1,500 cookbooks and a 100-year-old wagon wheel for a pot rack.
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By Dale Rice
| Friday, April 18, 2008, 06:00 PM
BEIJING — Wanting to grab a quick lunch before heading to two of the city’s main temples, we stopped in the first small, modest restaurant we saw. The menu contained 8-by-10 photos of the dishes with a translation.
The shredded pork, served on a bed of slivered green onions, looked just like the photo. And it was delicious. The chicken in lettuce cups, however, produced an entirely different dish. Rather than crisp chicken mixed with pine nuts and presented in fresh lettuce leaves, this insipid, somewhat slimy chicken mixture was floating on cooked lettuce leaves.
Oh, well, one out of two was’t bad, I guess. Throw in the good rice and a cold beer, and you could almost forgive them for the lapse.
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