So how hard is it to order white rice?
So there I was at the counter of our favorite Chinese Restaurant placing an order to go. I was able to clearly start my order off with two large wonton soups but everything went down hill after that.
This is the gal that kindly makes her husband call and place the order so I can just hear him speak in his half-chinese (not an ounce in him), half- cacasian (fully loaded with a speck of Viking) voice. And, by the time he hangs-up, I wonder if he should have been taking the order? I will capture the video of his amazing award-worthy ablity one day, I have yet to catch him off guard, must be that speck of Viking.
So back to that counter, where I stood still trying to place my order, "Ok, two wonton soup" said the lady taking my order, "What else?", and what happened to roll out of my mouth but this, "and one large right rice". I thought to myself no that can't be, I did not just say that, well, not only did I say it, but she apprently did not understand me (???) or found some humor in having me repeat it. So I said it twice and this time louder and not on purpose may I add; I even tried super hard to say correctly. "I WILL TAKE ONE LARGE RIGHT RICE".
Perhaps, the small portion of Asian in my blood is translating through me?
Dana Hunt-Me
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