I Don’t Like Authentic Chinese Food
There, I said it.
My boyfriend looked at me in shock. “What do you mean Christine?”
We were stuck in traffic.
“I mean instead of sitting in traffic and driving for 45 minutes out to Monterey Park why don’t we just walk over to Panda Express and get some orange chicken?”
That’s what I like — the fake Americanized version of Chinese food! I like it 10,000 times better than that dry, fish-tasting authentic stuff that my boyfriend always drags me to eat.
Oh, by the way, I found out why authentic Chinese Food tastes dry and fishy — guess what! They put dried fish in it! No wonder — palm hits forehead!
“I’m really really sorry,” I continued, as he sat there seething at the wheel. “I should’ve said something earlier. I can see that you’re hurt but it’s better that I get this out in the open now. I don’t ever want to eat authentic Chinese food again. This is who I am — go ahead, judge me!”
My boyfriend’s eyes went all glassy. I thought that he was about to start weeping. He looked so deeply wounded, as he pulled the car over. He made a U-turn and we started driving home in silence — utter silence.
“I’m sorry!” I said again. But he was giving me the boyfriend cold-shoulder.
