Zeroing in on one thing is something I find very difficult. I tend to sway a lot when it comes to making decisions. I can’t decide on one thing and stick to it. Zero in on one thing and the other looks tempting, jump to that and something else looks better. You get the picture. So, whenever we go out, I leave the choice of food to my friends. The options in the menu confuse me a lot. If I start deciding, I will take forever. My friends will finish their food and leave and I will still be deciding what to order! So I leave the decision to my dear friends. I tell them that I trust them to order something good. They know the reason but they still pretend to believe me. Friends, you see.
I have a friend who loves exploring new food joints. One day, on our way back from internship, we found a hotel which we hadn’t visited before. It was around the corner and we hadn’t been to that side of the street. We both were starving after a long day at work and decided to go try this new place. With our stomachs growling, we sat inside and the waiter brought us the menu. I was busy with my mobile, checking messages, because I knew he would order something.
I hear him clear the throat and look up to see what he has decided. The menu lay untouched on the table. I looked at him puzzled. And he said those two scary words “You decide” He couldn’t mean it’s could he? We both were hungry to the pint of eating the people sitting at the adjacent table and he was asking me to decide the menu? I looked at him like he was kidding. Nope. He was very serious. “You either zero in on a dish today or we will walk away hungry” he threatened. I cursed his choice of time to teach me decision making and went through the menu. Everything looked good and bad, all at once. I read the whole menu without zeroing on anything.
He sighed. “Order something before I faint, will you?” he said, sarcasm so evident in his voice. I tried passing over the decision to him but he didn’t budge. I decided a favourite number – 7, split it into two – 3 & 4. Now I went to the 3rd page and ordered the 4th item on the menu and 3rd item on the 4th page. It was American Chopsuey and Pan fried Momos. Neither of us had even heard of the former, forget about tasting. But we were brave souls. We didn’t mind trying new things. So we sat there, waiting for the food to arrive, while I beamed with pride for finally zeroing on two dishes.
What followed next, wasn’t something either of us had expected. The waiter served the dish and left, leaving us looking at each other. We didn’t expect chopsuey to be served like that. Honestly, we didn’t have any expectation. But we were very much confused, not knowing how to eat the said dish. Do you drink the gravy and eat the noodles or do you dip it one by one and eat it? So much for considering ourselves as foodies. After a lot of discussion, he started eating momos while I pretended to check my phone. I googled how to eat American Chopsuey and clicked on the first video result. It was a recipe. I skipped to the last part and saw the guy pour the gravy on the noodles. I kept aside my phone and with a great confidence, poured the gravy as demonstrated by the chef in the video, acting like I have been doing this for years.
The only saving grace that day was the Chopsuey tasted good. In the end, “Things are never predictable when it comes to you” is what I got instead of a Thank you! Life is so unfair!