After a long afternoon shopping and trend hunting my friend and I were looking for the perfect place to have lunch. As we walked down the overstuffed sidewalk I felt an odd texture rub against my hand. It was not a familiar feel; something cold and oddly slippery. I glanced down and noticed my hand glistening with a strange clear substance.
And that's when I saw it.
Hanging upside down and dangling on a stick was a pig, dead and ready for roasting it appears. Now, I may not be foreign to the sight of a pig on a stick, it was the first time however that I saw one in a major metropolis. Needless to say, I slightly traumatized by the situation.
Welcome my friends to Chinatown.
When I heard "Chinatown" I automatically thought of Canal Street and its array of fake Fendi and Tory Burch bags as well as its countless below-market priced vendors. It wasn't until I delved deeper into its streets that I realized that a different world can be found. I was mainly fascinated by the fresh market's food assortment. The selection ranged from exotic fruits to hard-to-find vegetables that my mother would kill for. A fascinating sight however was the fresh meats and seafood available for purchase. Not to spoil the surprise (see pictures below) I was nothing but shocked at what I saw.
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| Partridges |
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| Fresh pig's feet. |
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| Crocodile Feet |
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| Squid |
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