When arriving at  Main street, Flushing,it was a whole new world. Every where you looked you either saw a new Chinese food place, an unreadable Chinese sign, or millions of people scrambling to get to where they needed to be. This part of town was predominately Asian. While trying to find a dumping place White Bear, my group and I had gotten lost. The one and only person there who understood us guided us to the place. When we walked in it wasn’t your everyday Chinese food place. It was a little hole in the wall that people could just walk right by. To be honest, walking in there I didn’t know how the food was going to be. When we order the women didn’t really understand us so she kinda just gave their most popular dish. This was dumplings with hot sauces and some type of brown power.

When the members of my group tried them they said they were really good but for me looking at them was the farthest I would go. Relating to class, you can say that I had neophobia. I don’t really like tasting new things especially if idk what they are giving me. The women just gave us what she thought was the most popular and even though they might have been really good, I couldn’t bring myself to try them. Seeing that nothing was in english it was a lot harder to find things to eat because we didn’t know what anything was.Hopefully next time I can get over it and try one the of the foods.