Panda Express and the Great Orange Chicken

I fell asleep last night at about 12:30pm on the couch.  I’ve never really done this before, so as I woke this morning I asked myself, “What the hell am i doing downstairs?” Needless to say when your mom wakes you up at eight in the morning because you fell asleep on the couch with no pillows, blankets, or pants, your going to be tired.  So i went upstairs and slept till noon.  My mom woke me up (once again) and told me to get dressed because we were going to get my brother food since he was working as a security guard at the downtown ice rink trailer. 

We started out of the house.  We stopped at Costco for gas and Burger King for my brother.  I personally didn’t want a greasy hamburger from fast food so i skipped out.  We dropped the meal off with my brother and my mother said, “Do you want some Panda Express?”  HELLS YEAH I WANT PANDA EXPRESS! I love that place and is the only restaurant where i will eat chinese food (which is weird considering the fact that it is a chain fast food restaurant and not authentic homemade Chinese food).  So off we went, the long drive to Panda Express seeming to take forever. 

Now the only thing i really go to P.E. (Panda Express) for is the orange chicken.  Its bits and pieces of fried chicken smothered in a sweet, tangy orange sauce.  If heaven has a food court, P.E. and its orange chicken has the longest lines.  One bite and you’ll be hooked like a crack addict.  I got my orange chicken and some chicken potstickers; the normal order for me.  My mom copied my order, and we sat down and ate the orange deliciousness.  The only bad thing about orange chicken is what it does to you coming out..

And I leave you with that thought.