I am such an addict. We had Chin Chin last night and it tasted so good I told husband we must have it again tonight. And it wasn't nearly as good, which is always the way. It's like the night you have a blast at the bar so you go back like 50 more times and all of the nights are crap. But do I learn? No. We had these weird, way too sweet pork buns, veggies in garlic sauce, kung pao chicken and chicken salad. Then husband had cookies and I ate a bag of baked spinach things that looked like giant pieces of Chex Mix while watching "Definitely/Maybe". What a disaster (the food, not the movie, which is decent, and Ryan Reynolds is kinda funny and pretty hot).
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