Here's the thing. I posted these pictures on my blog nearly a year ago as witnessed by the date. Why text eluded me for all this time is anybody's guess. I feel like this blog and I are at counter purposes. It wants to soar and have a life. I want to stomp on it and hear its whimper. No, not really. I love my blog! I want to marry my blog and have its tiny little post it notes!!!! I have nearly 9,000 pictures of China. You do the math. If I want to do credit to each and every picture, I am going to have to forego sleep and eating for the next 17 months.
So I draggle on and on.
Back up to this ice cream. There's a story here. I just need to remember it! I remember the cones cost $8!!!! I remember they were uber delicious! I remember we got them out of a portable van, and I recall that it was a family business, and the young daughter was Yale-educated!!!! At $8 a whack I am sure they're on a warm beach somewhere by now.
We don't see these ear cleaners in the Jing, but they abounded in Sichuan. Xi'an is kind of in that general direction. I have never felt my ears needed this degree of cleaning. That giant tweezer is a sort of "tuning device"-ish.
A straw man
Chinese paper cutting. This woman is a master and a very patient teacher. I have some in my scriptures to prove that I could do it.
Bread to the nth degree!
A very pleasant and jolly noodle craftsman!!
These are DEEEEElicious! I eat them in our campus cantine with vinegar and beans. mmmmmm...
Flat noodles--various on an oft-repeated Chinese theme.
Grinding of the peppers
Barrels of fermenting vinegar
And the goat end of a goat cart!! I'll get back to you on this village's name. Thanks to the Xi'an branch for letting me tag along on their branch outing!