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Saturday, July 07, 2007
NO FORK IN CHINA TOWN!
Last night a friend met me in Chinatown after an appointment I had there. So we had a late dinner. We found a place that he knew and sat down. We ordered and when the food came I asked for a fork. I don't do chopsticks. I don't do them because when I went to Tokyo I struggled to figure out how to use them before getting there. When I arrived in Tokyo, no where in two dozen restaurants that I saw, were there chopsticks on the table. There was no where where I had to sit on my knees on the floor either. The tables were like the ones in the U.S.A. and regular utensils were on every table as well. So I never bothered. I thought what's the point? All the Chinese restaurants in Chicagoland metro area have both chopsticks and utensils on the tables. So when I asked for a fork last night I didn't think that would be a strange request. The old guy said, "This is Chinatown. No one ask for fork here. Let me go find something for you." I felt like a I turd. I refuse to struggle for my food. It's so much easier with a fork and spoon. And being an American I see no point. It's not like I'm in Rome and I should do as the Romans. I'm here. In my homeland asking for a fucking fork! That's all. Is it really so complicated to keep forks being a restaurant owner? REALLY!