When I was still a child, I remember I very often used to go there with my parents. We got used very quickly with the waiters, who had the opportunity seeing me turning from a little girl to a young adult, and they knew my tastes very well too: chop suey, sweet and sour, oyster sauce, fried rice, magic bowl, chinese soup, sze chuan, etc. Unfortunately, the more the years were going by, the culinary hygiene got worse :(
What made me sad though was that adorable waiter, who was assassinated together with his girlfriend while some rogues tried to attack them during a walk they had. I will never forget him and may he and his girlfriend rest in peace and justice be done for them.
I will never either forget Vella, the manager, who always enjoyed his work with all his heart and who was a great worker, despite his health complications. A gentleman in disguise!
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