Earlier today we enjoyed our first ever Mexican Cantonese meal. We had pollo mongol — a chicken dish with peppers and peanuts — and pork chow mein. No complaints about the food, except that we could have ordered half as much food and still have stuffed ourselves.
The service was friendly. Between the server’s broken English and my dozen or so words in Spanish, the only real miscommunication was Kathryn got a regular Coke instead of Diet Coke. I couldn’t believe how busy the place was. We were there mid-afternoon, and when we left the line was out the door.