I could not stay away from those Rat’s Tail Noodles, so I returned for more.
This time, I tar pao’d. [Hokkien term meaning "takeout" food, according to Talking Cock's Singlish dictionary.]
I have mixed feelings about American tar pao.
Its elaborateness makes me homesick for those 1-cent plastic bags that everything is tar pao’d in in Singapore, plus over here, they always give KNIFE, fork and spoon to eat noodle soup, which is so thoughtful. And look out for those two fortune cookies, because at the portions they are serving Americans, I sure am eating for two.
On the other hand, the ziplock is a nice touch. And though you can’t see it, that tiny text on the side of the paperbag reads For your safety, please refrigerate as soon as possible. Together, Ziplock and Friendly Reminder represent the best in “Please Don’t Sue Me Because I Use Ziplock And I Instruct You To Use Your Common Sense” American takeout food care. When people sue for hot coffee spillage, and clumsiness in supermarket aisles, you want your bases covered.
The million dollar question, of course, is How Did It Taste?
Frankly, the first time was better. I think my shock in seeing the noodles for the first time in Seattle made it so much yummier then. This time? Neh.
I blame the fork.
wow. that sure is elaborate tarpao. The tarpao here in vancouver (at chinese) is closer to singapore’s cheapo plastic and chopsticks..and sometimes spill from the sides haha. But erm..it does taste pretty good..
Yah, this was a “nice Asian restaurant,” hence the very plush set up.