Is it possible to be homesick for food? As glad as I was to get home and see my family again, and as excited as I am for my next move, I have to admit that I have frequent, intense pangs of homesickness for Beijing, usually whenever I think of the food. I'd be at a loss, though, as to which I miss more, my much beloved jian bing spicy breakfast crepes, or the frequent Meat and Beer days at the office, when we'd all take off at lunch for large beers and rou bing, salty, greasy, meat-filled pancakes from the stall across the street from our office. We went out for one last, bittersweet Meat and Beer day on my final day of work, and I took some pictures.
More pics after the jump...
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