There's a whole row of restaurants across the street from our apartment. I've only been to two of them, and when I didn't want to make dinner tonight, I decided to just order take-out. One of them is called "Nine Cows," and that's where I decided we'd get our dinner.
I walked in, and the hostess asked, "How many people?"
I told her, "I'd like to order take-out."
She gave me this incredulous look. "Really? Take-out? You want to have hot-pot to-go?"
Um....... no. I guess that wouldn't work so well. (Hot-pot is where you sit at a table with a pot of soup in the middle. You throw a bunch of meat and vegetables in the soup, then everyone fishes them out to eat. It's like fondue but good for you. Not sure how you'd exactly bring that home.)
The hostess was really nice and tried to help me save face. "I guess you could order some meatballs or something...."
I smiled and edged my way out the door.
So, I visited two more of the restaurants last night.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
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2 comments:
Hahaha! Well, now you know a good place when you want hot pot!
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