Sunday, August 23, 2009

Chinese buffet

One day, I decided to bike across Ontario so I packed a sleeping bag and pumped my bike tires and set off for an adventure. After a week of protein bars, chocolate milk and cheese omelettes so hot from the grill that the frying oil sizzled on the plate, I stumbled upon a Chinese buffet restaurant roughly the size of Best Buy and released my voracious and un-quenched hunger. Steamed asparagus! Salmon! Sushi! Spring rolls!

This is plate 1 of 3, minus the bowl of hot & sour soup and the dessert plate of chocolate cake, cookies and melon slices.

I'd naively hoped that the message curled inside the fortune cookie would address my journey or my appetite but it didn't.