a group from work went out to eat at p.f. chang to send off one of the interns who was leaving.
i ordered chicken lo mein and it was tasty.
the guy next to me enquired as to whether or not the dish met my strict culinary standards.
"how's the lo mein?" he asked.
"it's my mein thang." i replied.
i guess you had to be there.
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