As if it was yesterday... I vividly remember that time when our family went on an outing many many years ago. We ended the night looking for food (dinner). Walking up a city block, we see a donut shop from afar. That's all I wanted... a donut. Something sweet. Something unhealthy. Something temporarily filling. To my dismay and disappointment, my dad found a Chinese restaurant across the street.... and we had a traditional Chinese dinner. My dad... the one who must eat Chinese in order for it to be considered a meal.
Fast forward 30+ years.... on my business trip.
Day 1 - I go to a Chinese restaurant and order 2 lobsters with white rice.
Day 2 - on my way out of Denver to Huntsville at the airport... I coulda had anything for dinner.. but I picked Orange Chicken with rice.
Day 4 - on my way home from New Orleans... I picked an Asian fast food place and ordered fried rice with orange chicken and broccoli beef.
In those moments in time... I only wanted Chinese food. At those moments in time... I find that I am he.
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