P.F. Chang's

 

Roberto just started a new job, as a server at P.F. Chang's in Irvine, California. The restaurant has been there for a while but they are refurbishing the place. Taking out the old. Bringing in the new.

"Hey, Mom, I was wondering if you'd like me to pen you in, to come to P.F. Chang's?" Roberto asked me.

"Really? I thought they didn't open until the 13th?" I questioned.

"Well, not officially, but they're having a family and friends weekend. You get to come in and try the food. Free of charge! It's a practice run before the grand opening on Tuesday. You game?" he inquired.

"Oh, yeah! Liz can't make it, but Brad and I will definitely show up."

A day or so later, Roberto confirmed our reservation, to enjoy some gourmet food. "Unfortunately, though, I was only able to make reservations for you on the day I do not work. Everyone else was quick to sign up their own families, so my choices were limited," he expressed.

"Oh, no problem. I would enjoy watching you in action, but I am sure Brad and I will be fine eating free upscale food without you being there," I smirked.

 A proud horse and Brad, near the entry.

Me, inside, in the waiting area, in front of the bar.

THE FARE:

Fiesta Breeze Iced Tea

Chili Paste, Hot Mustard, Pot Sticker Sauce

Egg Drop Soup

Hot and Sour Soup

Shrimp and Bacon Okonomiyaki

Chicken Lettuce Wraps - partially eaten before the photo was taken. Opps!

Spicy Chicken

Balti Masala Chicken

Orange Peel Chicken being eaten by skeptical Brad.

OUR FORTUNES:

Brad's cookie.

Hmm? I hope it doesn't involve girls.

My cookie.

 Rudy's birthday is a month from today. Interesting.

THE BATHROOM:

"So, how was it?" Roberto asked when we returned home. He was studying. Not school work, but menu options. Memorizing. Hoping to be a stand-up employee, providing customers with an optimal dining experience.

"Ah, great! We are so full. The server boxed up the food we didn't finish, to bring home," I said, holding up the meals.

"Awesome. Glad you liked it," he seriously said.

"I left them a pretty good tip. The service was great. People were friendly, and professional. Made sure we were satisfied," I embellished. "I also love the bathroom. Took some pictures."

"Mom, you crack me up. The bathroom? Pictures?"

"It's very pretty. I love pretty bathrooms," I said firmly, with a smile. "Oh, and Brad ate shrimp! Do you believe it? Shrimp!"

"Yeah, I did. It's sooooo good. Mom only ate one of the rolls. I ate the other five! So good," Brad added.

Roberto smiled at us both, then went back to studying.