Here's a funny story (well it's funny to us anyway) about the title of this blog entry. Years ago, when James and I lived in a townhome, the basement flooded. 3 inches of standing water turned our once finished basement into an indoor pool with floating books, soaked furniture and water-logged computer equipment. It wasn't the best day we ever had and, naturally, neither one of us wanted to cook dinner that night after moving everything up to the first floor of the townhome. So, we decided to go out and eat at a local chinese buffet over by my work for dinner. We were seated in a booth and started enjoy the meal when we heard possibly the most idiotic statement we have ever heard in our lives. Behind me was a lady who shall we say, was just as large as the booth itself complaining about her meal. It seems she thought the buffet wasn't up to the level that it should be, this being Kansas City after all and it just wasn't true Kansas City chinese. "True Kansas City chinese" were her exact words and it was very hard not to just bust out laughing and make it worse for the waitress who was serving this lady her drink. The waitress, who happened to be of Asian ancestry was then asked by the customer if she was related to the chinese family who ran the buffet over in Lee's Summit because that restaurant was apparently true Kansas City chinese. Now let's be honest... When you think of cities known worldwide for Chinese food, Kansas City is NOT one of them. We felt so bad for the waitress we left a big tip for her and headed back to the disaster site called our home. We were laughing again and for once the day didn't seem as bad.
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