August 8, 2003

After a busy morning of sleeping in, we made ourselves useful until the evening, when we met with friends at the local Chinese restaurant (next to the local Mexican restaurant, owned by the same man and sharing kitchens). We'd been here two years ago when we knew that the chef was from China (a friend of ours who'd spent years in China occasionally translated things for him). The food remains good and as authentic tasting as any little Chinese restaurant in the States. The creepy red glow has more to do with our camera in low light than the red paper lanterns. the must was less than authentic - Frank Sinatra, John Denver, and an unidentifiable horrific rock ballad called "Midnight Lady." Afterwards, we went to Sangria's restaurant for drinks in their pleasant outdoor patio. We're making sure to sample all of Ramallah's restaurants.