Suey

Once, long ago, there was a place called Chop Suey Luey's. They delivered good Chinese food, and if you asked for the Chicken curry extra hot, they believed. Amazing stuff, sinus clearing and full of happy. But the restaurant changed hands, closed, and the best egg rolls ever seemed to be gone as all must pass away. This was years ago, before we left for Boston.

Once we moved closer to downtown, we looked for places that would bring us food, for those evenings after work when I cannot bear to drive, nor even to think of leaving the apartment. And we both simply want dinner and to indulge our agoraphobia. So, we poked around for same. And found Canton Village.

As soon as we tasted the curry chicken we knew. Had to be at least some of the same people running it. The egg rolls are different, and crispy bits of heaven. So every other week, sometimes less, we get a decent, and much needed meal, from them. They've finally figured out how to get into and around this building, after a few early bumps. And I've also come to treasure their wonton soup, pot stickers, & ham fried rice. The only element missing, and it vanished during the waning CSL days, was plum sauce, little packets of paradise. I've never tasted the like.

Nothing is perfect. And that is beautiful.

Moby spotted a young bird on the balcony. Now he's in the Fortress, resting from the excitement.