When we boarded the bus to leave the dunes, we were given the option of returning to the hotel or going to the night market for dinner and a show. Knowing that we were going to see a show in Xi'an, and also knowing that Brigg was by now getting sick of our daily Chinese cuisine (and I quote: "We have dinner for breakfast and dinner for lunch and dinner for dinner"), we opted to go back to the hotel. From there, we walked around the streets a bit until we found some "food" that would better suit Brigg's stomach. One of our tour guides told us that they have a saying in China: "Eat breakfast like an emperor, lunch like a landlord, and dinner like a peasant." I thought it sounded like a healthy approach to eating, but Brigg is sure they eat dinner like a peasant because they are sick of eating the same thing all day long. We usually ate in the traditional "Chinese" style: round table with a spinner in the middle and a variety of dishes brought out one at a time. The dinner plates are very small--like the saucers a teacup might sit on--and you just take a bit of each dish, eat it, and then spin the dishes around to find something else you want to eat. As Brigg noted, the meals were usually quite similar, regardless of the time of day: rice, tofu, a couple of meat dishes (usually lamb and chicken gristle), fish (the WHOLE fish--head, tail, bones, and all), vegetables, and a couple of types of soup (mostly just a tasteless broth with noodles or greens floating around--but once in a while it was pretty good). I usually found a few things that I liked, including a dish made with tomatoes and eggs that I quite enjoyed, and the tofu was always quite tasty--often a bit spicy.