

I had seriously thought I'd become caffeine tolerant-I thought wrong. Couple that to a Pasta dinner followed by some traditional local Zi Char (stir-fry), and you get some serious gastromonic perturbations.
Now I know Somerset Maugham was quoted saying "The only way to eat well in England is to have breakfast three times a day", but this onslaught by what must be the local equivalent of a English-fry-up-on-steroids is really quite an assault on the system. The only slight consolation I got was from the fact that it didn't happen in some Greasy Spoon outpost under some cold-grey summer sky...