I'mma tell it how it really went down the night of Nuit Blanche '09.
Cast: Neil T, Deanna W, her friend Moe, me
== 1:53 a.m.==
On the Queen St. streetcar, headed eastbound to Jeff Koons exhibit at the Eaton Centre
Me: I'm hungry. Anyone else hungry?
Moe: Me.
Deanna: Kind of...
Me: Should we just get off at Spadina and go to New Ho King first?
Neil: Nah. Let's keep going and hit it later. We gotta keep the momentum going.
Me (rolls eyes): Sigh. OK.
==2:27 a.m.==
Outside the Eaton Centre, after Rabbit Balloon viewing
Neil: I'm really tired now. I don't think I can make it all the way to New Ho King.
Deanna: There are some Chinese places nearby on Dundas.
Moe: Yeah, Lee's Garden is really good.
Neil: Nah. That place is too fancy. We should check out Hong Shing. My Jamaican friends swear by it.
Me: Fine but I'm REALLY hungry now.
==2:54 a.m.==
At Hong Shing, packed full
Moe: I'm going to get the chicken with mixed vegetables.
Neil: You can't order that. That's a vegetable dish, not a chicken dish. Get the lemon chicken.
Me: Shut up, order nazi. Let the guy get what he wants.
Deanna: Yeah. We're already getting one deep-fried dish. Let's get something healthier.
Moe: Meh. Whatever. Lemon chicken is fine.
==3:11 a.m.==
At Hong Shing, getting more crowded
Me: This fried squid is so dense and mushy.
Deanna: And the snow pea leaves are sitting in a pool of oil.
Neil: This is the worst lemon chicken and worst Chinese restaurant in all of Toronto.
Me: Let me point out that YOU picked the restaurant and made Moe order that dish.
Deanna: Yeah!
Moe: Yeah!
Neil: ...
==Fin==