Turns out I may still not like the taste of liver because that's not what I ate last night. I ate duck's blood. Would I have eaten it if I'd known ahead of time what it was? Maybe not, which would have been too bad. It really did taste delicious and I won't have to worry about being anemic anytime soon.

Today was a lesson in learning how to buy street food. There are tiny little restaurants all over the place that cook food to order and you either eat at a tiny table on the sidewalk (which is more like sitting at the edge of the traffic, the sidewalks are so narrow) or carry your food home in a little plastic bag.

For lunch we walked down to the local favorite for the Kaohsiung American School crowd but we kind of cheated on figuring out what to order. One of the school secretaries wrote down in Chinese what she likes to order and that's what we got - the Taiwanese specialty, beef noodle soup. It's outside my norm to have boiling hot soup on a hot and humid day but that's the norm here. It's also unusual for me to have soup served in a plastic bag.

For dinner we were like old pros at the noodle shop by our apartment. Calling it a shop is a bit generous, more like a cart on the sidewalk. We picked up a basket and filled it with veggies and noodles then chose a couple protein choices - beef, seafood, tofu in many different forms - and handed the basket to the cook. He cooked it up for us and we had a fresh, healthy, delicious dinner for about $5 for the two of us. We couldn't have cooked it cheaper and it wouldn't have tasted as good.