White Bread

I had Chinese for dinner tonight. Brian is gone on a business trip, so I decided to do Chinese and eat it for several meals. It was to be somewhat of an adventure as we have yet to try Chinese in our new area. I will always have affection for our last Chinese place. The food wasn't especially good, but the name was priceless: Yours'. That apostrophe is for, um, emphasis?

Tonight's place was free of grammar issues. However, it did have a little something extra. Upon opening my brown paper sack, I found two rolls. I smirked. Who eats bread with Chinese?

Me. It was so good!

I can't believe Brian or someone in his family (they love to dip) never thought of this before. All that good sauce left on the plate just waiting for dippage.

Guess the school cafterias were on to something by serving rolls with everything. I hope it's also a regular feature of my local Dragon Island.