When I finally got home on Monday night, I was beat. Destroyed. And even though it was Meena's birthday, we just couldn't do much. I offered, but Meena knew. We just needed a little delivery from Szechuan Garden.
I had some kung pao chicken. Nice.
Meena had some sweet and sour prawns with a bit of lo mein.
Thank goodness we'd been to Montreal for Meena's birthday or I would have been a real heel.