You know what?
I don’t care about anything that happened today.
Yes, it started it good.
I was doing some work up North.
True, it was a productive day.
But, as we learn, what goes up must come down.
As I was driving to Hebrew School my car started to smoke.
No, not like Marlboro’s.
Like, thick gray smoke.
So, I open up the hood and see green fluid everywhere.
Thanks to my new cell phone (It’s not pink, it’s champagne), I was able to google and find out that green means a coolant leak.
What a coincidence, I had coolant in my trunk.
Figuring out where it went was tricky, but I asked a nice Asian man and he said he once owned a Honda (go figure).
Once it was in, it was back on the highway and on the way to teach.
I was able to flag down a tow truck about a mile from my exit.
The thermometer was way above normal.
The car was about to blow.
The tow truck guy was Iraqi.
Anyway, I got a ride to work, had my car towed to a shop and proceeded to teach the kids.
That’s not where this story gets good though.
My G/F picks me up and wants to go to dinner.
I didn’t feel like Mexican so we settled on Chinese.
Like real Jews though, I wanted to see the menu before I committed.
They actually had General Tso’s Chicken.
I have been searching for this for over a year.
No one on the west coast has it.
Finally, I sat down with her and the Mexican and enjoyed a great meal.
(By the way, chicken flower soup actually means egg drop)
So, what started out as a nightmare ended up all good.
I would take a blown radiator any day, to find new places to eat General Tso’s.
Oh my g-d….
I just realized that they don’t use broccoli out here.
If anyone knows where to get good General Tso’s please email me.