None of the two dozen or so small local Chinese restaurants I’ve tried that deliver free to my apartment stand out as special or better than the rest.

The popularity of Chinese takeout food in my densely populated neighborhood is apparently what sustains the unusual concentration of like-minded cuisine.

To sort out the options, one needs to look no further than the vestibule of their building.  Chinese food takeout menus litter the lobby and are stacked in piles near the mailboxes.  Sometimes you’ll find one under your door.  It’s a bombardment of menus.  If you save them like me, it won’t take very long to get a drawer full of them.

I’ll try a place once to see if it’s better than the one I tried the week or two before.  They’re all pretty much the same, really.

It’s nice to have options but there’s not much joy in any of it.  This is a rut I’ll likely reside in until I just up and quit ordering Chinese takeout.

Or maybe I’m on the brink of finding someplace great.  Last week, the folks at “LIN’S KITCHEN” on 37th Avenue slipped a menu under my door.  Could it be?  I’m only now realizing there’s a place a few blocks away called “Lin’s Kitchen?”  Had it not been for the recent unrelated outbreak of Linsanity, I may have never given the menu a second look – or a place in my drawer.

Now, it’s on the top of the pile.  First in the rotation.  In the starting lineup.

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