The nuthouse probably has a perfectly fine, perfectly pedestrian chinese name - we have christened it "The Nuthouse" simply because is offers as one of its choices, cooked peanuts on the menu: Alex is a huge fan. It's fine to bring home but to eat there is a little nutty as the kids run riot and crowds try to strike up conversations. It would be fair to say that eating there is not a stress-free option for Mummy. It would also be fair to say that eating at The Nuthouse is a preference for Alex.
Sebastien is an attraction just because of his looks, 
whilst Alex is an attraction because they know that she can understand and speak more mandarin than her parents! They all know her as Gao Ya Li and oftentimes we'll be walking in the neighborhood and someone will call out her name to her. Takes some getting used to.
The steps in the photo above lead up to the living area (two rooms really) of the owners. This is a typical setup in the neighborhood where the shop is downstairs and a (usually rickety) ladder or set of stairs goes steeply up to the next level where the owner and family lives - if they are lucky or more wealthy they might have a third level built up on the roof.
Dinner here to feed all of us costs around 8 kuai or under A$2. Sebastien is fascinated with the fresh seafood swimming in the shop front of the next door restaurant.
Then one or the other child jumps on Daddy's bike for the short ride home whilst the other walks with Mummy.
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