I was just thinking

 

…about Chinese food.

 

I want Chinese food out of waxed cardboard cartons stuffed in a brown paper sack, like Mom would call-up and order, then one of my older brothers would drive to the back door of Ling’s Café in Belmont Shore.  I’d ride along and we’d carry it home, the aroma in the car exotic, and serve ourselves chicken chow mein over crispy noodles.