During our adoption trip in 2007, we had the world’s best guides. Grace and Maggie were incredible. They always had the inside line—whether it was getting into the medical clinic before it opened, caring for a sick baby, comforting a stressed mommy, bypassing a line at a restaurant, getting us a good deal on pearls, translating documents, or educating us on China. They knew how to do everything and did it with professionalism and love.
We were very fortunate to meet up with Maggie and Grace tonight for dinner. It was so good to see them. I have told Molly so much about them so it was fun to her finally meet them in person. They were equally excited to see us.
We all went to dinner at a dim sum restaurant. Phenomenal. Everything was delicious. I think I ate twice my body weight in little food but it was sooooo worth it. Molly leaned over to me part way through the meal and said, “Mommy, this meal is really good!” Amen, sister, Amen. Yum.
I really wanted to try something different. Something adventurous. So we got chicken feet. Surprisingly they taste like, well, chicken. Not at all bad. There was also this pork stuff. It looked like (and was) a big hunk of fat. I thought no way is that going to taste good. Guess what? Delectable. Frightening so. I have no idea what my heart and arteries are doing right now. Probably in a state of shock.
It was a perfect evening and one of the highlights of the trip. Good friends, good food, well behaved kids and China. I feel so blessed.
Grace, Maggie, Molly and me.
Roll out the dim sum cart and…
...let's get the party started!
How many ways can you say yum?
Even looking at the pictures of all of that glorious food makes me happy.
John and I try chicken's feet.
And the verdict is...
Yum, tastes like chicken!
My little noodle girl.
Showing off her chopstick skills.
Love you, and so proud of you my sweet baby girl.
Guangzhou lights up at night.
Neon overload.
It's easy to spot us in a crowd.
The whole gang.
Molly and Maggie.
Grace and Molly.
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