Last night we decided to try Chinese food. Actually it was our first time. We had heard a lot of odd stories about the unusual taste of Chinese food, but we decided to put all those stories aside and be adventurous. I'm a very conservative person to choose new cuisines as it can keep me hungry if it would be something unbearable to eat. So I decided to read the ingredients of all choices very carefully as my husband was doing the same.
Anyway, after gazing at the menu for a while, finally I asked for more information from the waitress about my selected choices. When she was describing one of them as a sweet and sour one, I thought of it as the one. I am a fan of sour tastes very much. I looked at my husband while he was telling me to go on with a big smile on his face :). He actually ordered the one with the lower risk factor: "Grandma beef" ( I didn't see it as a very Chinesy one though, between you and me ;) ). They brought the Grandma first and it looked good and I found it delicious as well. My meal came with a good looking face too but it was not as kind as my husband's Grandma in taste, actually it was very unkind. I dropped the first slice of it as soon as it touched my teeth. It had the exact taste of one of my detested Iranian pastries ("Zoulbia", imagine that with the steamed rice!). My husband couldn't even stand his lips touching them.
We ended up with two things 1- Eating from his plate ( it was fortunately big enough to fill me but I wasn't sure about my husband, although he kept saying it was all enough for him the entire time:) ) 2- The wondering and kind of funny look of the waitress in front of my untouched plate.
I am now here... let's see, yes with the confused impression. I don't think I'm gonna try any other item from their menu any time soon :D.