We came back home last night, feeling so exhausted. There are so many loads of washing that need to be done, and unpacking, cleaning the hired boots, tidying up stuff and organising all the photos and video clips.

I started to fall apart yesterday on the way back, although the mountain colour and landscape on the way home looked extremely attractive and we just couldn’t believe how green and fresh it was. My eye lids were all flopping and I couldn’t even get up this morning to go to work. Going to work the next day after such a trip was a silly idea anyway. I think I do need at least one day to glue all my pieces together for the rest of the week. Otherwise, I will just collapse.

Right now, I think the only thing would really pick me up is some nice food. You probably won’t believe this. After the last several days of crazy eating — the hot pot feast, the Korean BBQ banquet, the roasted lamb leg, the full English breakfast and French style pancake morning, the garlic prawn, scrambled eggs and Chinese way of stir fry rice with grilled beef and lettuce… I still couldn’t forget about the seafood tofu hot pot that my husband had promised to make for me last week. So we went to get the pot (“砂锅” Sha Guo) and ingredients from the supermarket, and I really was looking forward to it.

Dinner time. The dish was finally ready. I was waiting next to the table ready to release the leash of my appetite. I haunted in the pot, enjoying the taste of all sort of seafood, fish, calamari, salmon, “淡菜”, prawns and tofu with the nice salty flavour of oyster sauce and lightly thickened hearty warm soup.

The black “Sha Guo” that we just bought was so good that we have pretty much decided to utilise it in the future as much as we can. We determined to develop as many “sha guo” recipes as possible, so we can have “Sha Guo” dish everyday. Well, what’s for tomorrow night? Cabbage, vermicelli and pork meatball soup?