We ordered Chinese food for dinner tonight. We ordered two chicken dishes. Orange chicken and something else I can’t spell or pronounce.
We… well… we can’t tell them apart. One had something that looked like it might have been a piece of orange so… maybe?
It was really good though.
Now we are dipping our entertainment toes into the Sopranos. Thanks to Google I finally know what Jefferson Airplane song is playing in Christopher’s car.
Life is good. So is chicken.
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