Chicken Fingers

The other day I went to have lunch with my friend Nela, who got me into teaching English at that kindergarten. We went out to a hotpot (huoguo 火锅) restaurant nearby campus and - since we were in a rush - decided to order a pre-made dish of chicken with some mixed vegetables. The dish was very good right up until we discovered that the cook had, indeed, used all of the bird:

Nela was especially disgusted by this delightful discovery:

Nela and I debated whether or not to give the literal 'chicken fingers' a taste, but eventually decided to leave them uneaten in the bowl, silently judging the two of us as we hurriedly finished off the rest of the hot pot.

Until next time!