"And...here we are," Feng Mian announced.
I was currently standing before a restaurant by the name of Hotpot Shenzhen. It was located relatively close to the Central Metropolis, but it didn't look fancy like Grange Grill. That being said, it didn't look shabby at all, and there was a nice balance between the luxury and commonplace, which I could appreciate. By the name, I assumed it served hot pots - different ingredients thrown into a delicious broth, a meal perfect for winter...or at least it would be, if our winter had actually winter-like temperatures.
Coincidentally, I happened to enjoy hot pots, whether it's winter or not. Thus, I didn't mind going to this place. Usually, hot pots were eaten for dinner, but like I said, I enjoyed them whether it's winter or summer, dinner or lunch.
