It's like meeting the fresh fruit, romantically

Where I have been today.

A very nice pizza place here in Zhuhai. Nothing bad about the place - the food was tasty, the waitresses attentive and relatively pretty, the menu well-organized and quite romantic:
(Highest grade of dessert from southeast Asia, Decorate with the unique fresh fruit, meet them like meeting by chance romantically)

After perusing my menu, I went to the restroom. And it was there that quite by chance, and not exactly unromantically, I met those fresh fruit. They were hanging there on the wall, side by side, inconspicuous, a trifle out of place, but for the most part amusingly organic, shyly blending in with the general atmosphere of the place. Used as symbolic denotations, the fruit non-verbally indicated the room for the gents, and that for the dames respectively (and a little less respectfully). Which is which, I trust you may easily guess on your own. Quite an original, touching and daring design, - and I immediately developed a liking to the creative streak and the design taste of the restaurant management.

At the second glance the menu seemed loaded.

Further, the machine translation tools issued several noteworthy gems.

The list of viands presented us with a description of how the dish was made:

We learned what one-piece grilled things do in Japan:

The capital of the New York State is shown in a debunking light - now we know how they deal with triumphant outcomes:
The last dish on today's menu offers a certain variety for the flight of imagination; whatever happened there, you can have it for 10 yuan: