Fortune Cookie
We often eat at small Chinese carry-out restaurant that has a few tables. I always laugh when my husband says “Oh we know the best Chinese restaurant.” To me, it’s not really a restaurant, it’s a small carry-out place that happens to have a few tables. However, it is clean and the food is good. My husband and I always get the same thing – we share General Tso with extra white rice. When we come in, they just nod. They know our order and us. Most of the other customers come in reciting their phone numbers and get a bag of food to go. Sometimes they forget to give us our fortune cookie. We always ask for them. It’s become quite a ritual. Our son made up a “ritual” for them. We open them. We break them. We eat half before we look at the fortune. After we’ve chewed the first half, we read the fortune. If we agree, we eat the other half. So far, we’ve always agreed. Several times lately, I’...