Da Do Da Dong Dong, Da Do Da Dong

We’d been recommended to go to this place called Da Dong by the driver – but it was only about 4 pm by the time we reached Beijing again, and probably a bit too soon after the rather bland lunch that we’d had earlier to be sitting down for more food.

However, we decided to have a look and maybe try it out: and luckily for us we did – apparently there is a waiting list for reservations, but at 4 pm, the place was quite quiet. We had to wait about over an hour and a half or so for the duck, so by the time it came, it was dinner time and I was starving – well, not really, but the smell of roasting ducks was making my stomach do somersaults.

And it was worth the wait – it was absolutely delicious!