As I wrote in a previous post about the tradition of Chinese takeaway food in the UK, I realise that not everyone would find the picture above appealing. For me, however, it is truly mouthwatering. I can still taste and crave each dish from the crispy skinned chicken with the thick, bright red sauce, nestled on a bed of soft beansprouts, delicately flavoured with soy sauce and wine, to the toothsome, meaty fried noodles. My first night visiting with my parents brought forth this feast, which was repeated under unforeseen circumstances a week later after we had tried to find somewhere to eat a meal on a Monday night.
