Spot the Difference: When the Asian Girl Get Confused at the Chinese Provision Store

N. got me into this extremely yummy (and seriously addictive) Chinesey (chilli) bean sauce also known as "the one with the Chinese writing and the Mao-esque looking guy at the front of the jar". After consuming an entire jar in under four weeks, thanks to eating it with almost everything from quiche to soups, I took a trip down to Cork city to buy another jar. After settling down to eat some freshly pan fried pork dumplings, I cracked opened the jar in eager anticipation to find....a Sichuan sauce with chilli, peanuts and some other crunchy unidentifiable....thing.

I whipped out the old jar and the new jar to compare and.....go figure.

If the Asian girl can't really tell the difference, how does anybody else stand a chance when they're shelved next to each other?