Chris likes Chinese food better than Japanese food. I am not ready to make that kind of commitment to Chinese food when I live in Japan…but let’s just saw we were both really excited about dinner in Chinatown. First of all, I told Chris the parade started at 4 p.m. The streets were crowded, but I didn’t hear any music or anything, so we stopped into the Chinatown tourist information office. Travel Genius Rick Steves, who gave Hannie and me great tips for Spain and who found the perfect hotel for Chris and me in Germany, and whose book we left in a restaurant there, swears by these info booths and I’ve taken to looking for them in train stations. They are indeed a wealth of…information. Right. So the helpful lady gave me a map of Chinatown and outlined the parade route. Except that the parade isn’t until February 8. So obvious—Chinese New Year starts February 4. I felt dumb, but Chris was like, great! Let’s get some dinner!
So that’s our new favorite spot. Chinatown too. Hopefully she wasn’t also thinking, “Oh, you’re the new Americans…who sometimes cut behind my house and use my secret staircase! Knock it off!!