After a hard day on the sauce, I
like to wind down with a good old Chinese takeaway to soak up the sauce. I usually
have something basic like a chicken curry, but I go for the novelty rice with
pork and prawns and a starter to make it more interesting. Sometimes I have to
get two starters when there are poachers about. Our local Chinese is very
efficient; it’s run by a young couple who are authentically Chinese; and have
even learned to use an English spellchecker. They’re also not machines; if you
order by number there’s a slight delay as they have to look up the dish.
Tonight’s lucky aperitif was a fortune cookie; albeit a manufactured one rather
than a freshly cooked one, hence Bad Chinese Gramor. It also hasn’t come true,
since I can’t think of any colleagues who have recently planned to tie the
knot. Plus the cookie itself was very small and dry. Another superstition let-down.
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