"My wife left me for a yogi man. Apparently he can do things I just couldn 't (touch his toes I 'm assuming). I asked her Yogatta be kidding me? and left. I jumped into a car. I was bent out of shape, sad and inconsolable. My eyes were full of tears and but I knew that her actions were not premeditated. That 's when I saw China Spring restaurant: every now and zen my intuition tells me what to do. And let me tell ya: it changed my life! It sounds like a stretch, but it 's true. I started with the spring roll, which as delicious as the cold glass of water in the morning. The Moo Goo Gai Pan chicken was tender, smothered in a delicious sauce with mushrooms and vegetables and what I 'm assuming was a pound of love put into this dish. The Wonton Soup was wonderful, perfect balance of spices just fresh and delicious. Hearty, bold and certainly capable of demolishing even the stiffest hangover. This meal was delectable, exotic, and incinerated everything yogi related in my heart. As I finished my meal, tears came rolling back to me and I thought: Should I leave?... Nah, I 'ma stay."
