For those of you who used to follow my personal blog Narsbar Confessions of Every Day Life, you may recall a post about how much Chinese cuisine I consumed as a child. Yep, my parents used to take us to Lichee Gardens every single Sunday and order a boat load of food from egg rolls to almond cookies and everything in between. And, we usually had the same waiter – Mr. Wilson Lee.
This guy was a genius. He would go into the kitchen and bring us “extra special” treats because my father tipped him well. Oh, and the portions of food were always larger than the table next to us because Mr. Wilson Lee was our very own “gangsta waiter”.