mama hsiao.
i was rummaging through an old box full of painting supplies i'd retrieved from my parents house and found this newspaper clip. my parents owned a restaurant when i was 11. my mother was darling and still is. the 4.50 lunch special kind of scares me. i remember the day we raised that lunch special to 5.50 and how much the customers complained. it was good food, our chef was great. we called him "sifu." a 5.50 chinese lunch special sounds like a deal you can get at the corner chinese and donuts restaurant. again, scary. it was a night club and karaoke bar in the evening. my brother and i were not allowed. i'm pretty sure this was my first job. i washed dishes, cleaned alot, helped my dad stock sodas, and was the cashier. good times.
