Rebecca wanted Chinese. It was her turn to decide where we eat. After my last experience with Chinese food (vomiting in the bathroom), I was slightly hesitant, but it all turned out great. We (she) picked a random place on Solano, and I'm happy to report I did not throw up later that night. I got the Kung Pao Beef, with peanuts. Instead of throwing up, we watched Anchorman. Great movie.
