The “Pechino” was the place of my Chinese food initiation, that is my real first Chinese dinner in a restaurant for Chinese people. No spring rolls, neither Cantonese rice. Menu
included excellent braised ravioli, marine snails (stripping by toothpick), roasted duck’s head, potato spaghetti (noodles), anchor shackles, chicken paws, jellyfish and fish meatball in soup. The space is really very minimal and the bathroom could be an horror film set. Surely, it is not one of those places with positive reviews on tripadvisor, but if you like or not, here is where young Chinese teenagers pass their evening, eating dishes that I don’t
even know, celebrating the sacred ritual of Karaoke. If the waiter offer to you the Italian menu, you have to persist: The “real” menu exists, but it is reserved to the habitué.
Traduzioni di Gloria Panissidi