Tuesday, February 26, 2008

A Confession

order-in Chinese food indulges my two great loves:
1. American bastardizations of things once foreign and good (in every sense of the word).
2. not having to go anywhere.

1 comment:

Emma Hanke said...

I thoroughly relate and would humbly proffer a third element: surprise. the thrill of one napkin or 30? fortune cookie(s)? old chicken or new? what color of sauce?