My aunt hooked us up with a table for ten, so i didn't have to sit with anybody i didn't know. You can tell i was thrilled by the picture below, i just hadn't had enough to drink yet. For some reason Vietnamese praise the taste of Heineken. Not sure why, but at every Vietnamese party there is always Heineken. i guess if it wasn't from Holland i would be more willing to drink it. The only think Holland is good for is clogs and windmills, i've got some pretty sick clogs.
More Vietnamese just keep showing up...
About 5 minutes into the festivites i had consumed half a beer and it looked like i might even enjoy myself...until i looked behind me to find that they had just set up the karaoke, Vietnamese karaoke...and all my hopes had gone out the window.Of course my mom was one of the first people on the stage singing and dancing, ridiculous.
Here my mom is with the guest of honor. He was a pretty funny guy, kept coming over to my table to toast his glass with my dad and i. Not sure what that was all about.
Singing with a group was not good enough for my mom, she had to be on that stage by herself. She pretty much went all out, dancing all over the stage like a rock star. The sound guys had some crazy effects going so everyone's voice and an echo through the microphone, kind of ruined it for me.
The boys that organized the whole shabang...they cracked me up, they sang like a million songs that night. And their clothes...it was like they're were going to club Shampoo or something. My aunt asked my mom if the one son realized that his shirt was only partly tucked in...
Poor asian baby, just wanted to be held by his dad...but he was too busy rocking it out on the stage.
Since this was a chinese restuarant in the states, the food was pretty greasy. The first plate to come out was pretty much ground shrimp meat fried in different forms. It was alright, i wouldn't say it tasted amazing. The next dish to come out was shirmp, whole shrimp in its shell. If there is one thing i can't stand its unshelled shrimp. i blame my mom for that because while growing up she would always shell them for me at the restuarant or dinner table. So i have pretty much no idea how to eat them. Of course rather than letting take a crack at it, deshelled shrimp starts flying onto my plate from my mom and aunts. Ridiculous i know...the shrimp wasn't even that good, didn't taste like anything.One of the later dishes was the egg drop soup. i'm not sure if it was actually egg drop soup, but it kind of looked like it and sure tasted like it...so i'm going to just call it egg drop soup.
i failed miserably taking a photo of the soup. Some crazy vinegar sauce was handed to me while eating it and i was told to put some in the soup. It was red...and for some reason when i first saw it in my soup it looked like a chick had her monthly...
So the next dish was lobster, i think...we had lobster somewhere between all these dishes. That was really good, i'm not from Maine or Maryland so i guess i really have no idea what good lobster is but i liked what they served up at the Golden City.After the lobster (maybe before, i forget) some peking duck was put on the table with some crazy dumpling pancake things. Duck is so good, its like the goat of birds...really fatty and delicious. Can't get enough of that crispy duck skin either. The dumpling things were really good too, especially when consumed with a piece of duck.
Here the father was saying a few words, in Vietnamese of course just like everything else that was said through the microphone that night.
The next dish was completely random, i've never seen anything like it. Pieces of fish on top of slices of ham, maybe the concept seems appealing at first...but no, it was a horrible idea. Pig and fish shouldn't have a party in my mouth at the same time, it just doesn't work. The fish criticize the ham for being too salty, and the ham bashes on the fish for being mushy...they just don't get along. The 'fried rice' was really moist and bland as well. The only thing i did like on this dish was the crazy noodle things and the greens. 
After that crazy dish was finished, the waiters came out with this crazy noodle dish. i don't know why but it just felt out of place, like i wasn't expecting a noodle dish. The noodles didn't taste like anything either. The only thing saving it was the snow peas, because i love peas. i wish i could just fill a swimming pool with them and just...
Finally dessert came out after the ridiculous noodle dish. Not sure what these round balls are but i've had them before. These ball things are pretty dangerous, if you eat them whole they could suffocate you, trust me i know...i should have put googly eyes on them so i'd feel more comfortable with them.
Then of course there were the fortune cookies and fruit. i always get a stupid fortune, this time it was something about how advice is never heeded...awesome.
Can't have a big shin dig like this without a bottle of champagne! Never heard of Verdi, and i'm not a champagne expert...but this stuff was delicious! i wouldn't be surprised if there wasn't any alcohol in it but for under 12 bones per bottle...its pretty good. No cork either! Just some crazy modern twist top! And it still makes that popping noise! 
Ended the night with some cake...then i bounced. i met my listening to people talking in Vietnamese quota and i peaced. 
Overall i had a good time...but of all the tables that were in the restuarant, i was at the one in front of the karaoke speaker...could have done without that.
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