Eating with Asian people (Asian families) at an authentic Chinese restaurant is like boiling a frog.
If you throw the frog in boiling water, it jumps out immediately, knowing somethings not right. But if you put the frog in room temp water and gradually heat it to boiling, the frog can't tell the difference in the temp change.
Likewise, if the restaurant puts all the food out at once, you're overwhelmed and only eat a little bit of this and that. But if the food comes out one dish at a time, you keep eating throughout the meal because everything looks so dang delicious and you can't say "no" (not that the Asian family would let you anyway.)
I'm pretty sure I gained weight this weekend from spending it with the Lau's, but I'm afraid to look at the scale to see.
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I bought 5 lbs of cherries. (What?! They were on sale!!)
The first dozen always taste delicious, but the more you eat, the more they taste funny.
It's kind like writing one word over and over again. Eventually, it just looks wrong, regardless of the fact that it's spelled correctly.
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