As she listened to the comments from the food critics around her, Xiao Tao said with her mouth full of food, "My God! It's all so delicious, and too hard to choose between the two! What about you, Sis Xi? Which do you think tastes better?"
Ning Xi held her chin and thought, "Indeed, it is quite hard to compare the both cuisines. In terms of the dessert and the appetizer, the Western cuisine seems to fare better than the Chinese dishes. The desserts by Mr. Danial not only show delicate craftsmanship, but the texture is also really good. However, the main course for the Chinese cuisine might win by a little. As what the food journalists previously said, you get a taste of the human touch of Chinese food. Just by listening to the names of those dishes, you'd know that every dish has a special meaning to it..."
Xiao Tao nodded, "If you put it that way, it really is too hard to compare..."
