Watching @silentypewriter and @richmajor at Wuli Wuli in Camberwell last night shoveling down shredded pigs’ ears and duck tongues, I reflected on my lack of stomach for the Sichuan extremities being piled up before us.

My first Chinese meal was with a girl from the top of my road, when I was 13. One Saturday she took me to a local takeaway and ordered a dish I didn’t recognise with the speed and efficiency of a highly professional bikini waxer. Continue reading »