Went to this joint in Chinatown today for lunch with my coworkers.

At the front when you walk in. Duck. And on the bottom trays some heads.


Egg flower with corn and chicken soup.
Barbecue duck
French style beef. I laugh at you like an arrogant french man, haw haw haw

Pork chop with spicy salt. I think this is pretty much ordered every time I have Chinese food.
I think this is called shrimp with spicy salt with shell or whatever their skin is referred to.

And the result after a good meal. It's been more than an hour later, and I'm still full. I don't know where that saying came from.