Sometimes the “don’t want to lose my face”-culture in China simply makes me laugh. Like the other day. We were a big group of friends (mixed, Chinese and laowais) going for dinner. Some acquaintances were new, some old. We met up on the street and started talking about where to eat.
Being a spice-loving gall I suggested a Sichuan place, and received good feedback from everyone except for one western girl who said she didn’t like to eat chillies.
Eager to find a place that everybody enjoyed we continued talking until we came up with a new, spice-free option.
We went, ate, and everybody were happy.
The next day I was chatting to the western girl who didn’t like to eat chillies and we were talking about the restaurant where we had gone.
-Yeah, good we went there, the girl said. After all, one of the Chinese girls later confessed to me that she doesn’t like spicy food either.
In other words, had the western girl not said anything, the Chinese girl would have sat there at the Sichuan place, smiling, hating the food.
Now the million-dollar-question is: