We reluctantly went back to our room and very quietly (so as not to
alert Joe of our presence) made a hasty retreat to the Mongolian BBQ. It was
pretty good, though not really as good as it could have been for obvious
reasons. You see, it's one of those restaurants where you choose all of the
ingredients and spices/seasonings for your dish and the chef grills it right in
front of you. Matt and I are both awful cooks so.... you get the point. Still,
it was a nice (late) evening.
Matt and Cynthia (to be continued)
