Some of my Tsinghua students are in Berkeley. I took three of them to Great China, the closest Chinese restaurant. They didn’t like the Kung Pao Chicken. The sauce was wrong. It’s supposed to be a little bit sour and a little bit sweet but wasn’t. They liked an eggplant dish but complained the eggplant wasn’t infused with the flavor of the sauce.
Once, in a country whose name I won’t mention, I was taken to an “American” restaurant. One of the items on the menu was horse. That’s what all us cowboys eat, right?
I didn’t try it.