Still aiming for bizarre foods, Napoleon found his next choice in New Jersey at an authentic Chinese restaurant. In this case, a spicy Sichuan soup made with pork blood curd, eel and pig offal. He sighed as he noticed that both Illya and Mark both dove right in while April was giving him a dirty look.
"Rather like a blood sausage, isn't it, mate?"
"Very similar, Mark, but I believe they have used rice instead of oatmeal."
April limited her soup intake to a couple of spoons claiming, not without justification, that the spices were too hot for her.
