Tonight I made a mistake of going out and buying a chinese takeway. Now I wish I hadn’t.
It seemed such a good idea, get some egg fried rice, some prawn crackers, sweet and sour chicken, duck and something and king prawn dish.
No cooking, nice and easy Friday night meal.
Well we did order, and we got, egg fried rice which was somewhat dry (as it generally always is) and large crispy prawn crackers that didn’t really taste of prawns. We had chunks of chicken in thick crispy batter and a sweet and sour sauce that is a thick red gloopy glue. The duck with bamboo and water chestnuts had potential, but the Bisto style gravy let it down. Whilst the king prawns with cashew nuts was probably the best of the bunch, but still nothing to write home about.
After eating (and we did leave some) we didn’t feel quite right, a little bit sick and later some pain.
The idea was nice, the execution was poor and the aftermath not pleasant.
I bought chinese food, I wish I hadn’t.
Poor you. It must be the restaurant. Not the Chinese Food.