So my friend Tia, doesn't believe I caught the moment of discovery, but I don't believe her. This is shock and awe. I saw Tia's face, the girl in the front of the picture. I saw her expression, and I looked where she was looking.
There... in the kitchen of Therea's (a quaint little dinner down the road from the university) was a tail. A tail that moved... just like a snake. Like a snake under the hypnosis of a snake charmer. And then, I saw it. The furry body leap from the counter.
Yes, it was a large furry rat, sitting on the sink. On the nice "clean" dishes. No one else saw it. Just me and Tia. But we couldn't hold it in. You hear stories. You see rats in movies, but rarely, rarely do you see a large rat just chilling in a kitchen of a restaurant. We didn't stay inside the restaurant. Nor could we really tell our friends what we saw until after we left.
So yes. I love rats in China. It is great because this restaurant harassed me to no end when I went in a few day earlier. They were trying to force me to order a drink or food when it was 10:40 at night. It just helped me say good riddance to a place that was too expensive.
But the moral of the story is... as long as you don't see it.... you don't care. But as soon as you see it then its a no go. Theresa's is crossed off the list. Yes, rats are probably in every kitchen in China, but you don't know it until you actually see it.
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