Cheech & Chong + Chinatown

I hadn't seen my sister in a long while and when she came to town it was like nothing had changed - "How do you like staying at the Cheech & Chong Hotel?" The Stratosphere was her lodging while visiting and my cousin Joel and I were picking her up for lunch - Since marijuana became legal for purchase a serious gray area has developed in town. See, the only place you are able to consume it legally is in a private residence. The hotels on the strip are not private residents, but a little birdie told me the Stratosphere is being realistic about the situation and thus is why I will be referring to it as the Cheech & Chong Hotel from here on out.

"I got off on my floor last night and the first thing I smell is weed. There were a bunch of guys in the hall way passing around a joint. They offered me some but I was already too wasted. The last thing I needed was marijuana." I laugh and tell her - "It sounds like the place is more like the Cheech & Chong Hotel on steroids," I then add with a hearty laugh, "Any way, get ready to have what dad called the best Chinese food he has ever had."

As we are walking into Hong Kong Gardens - "I bet you have never had Chinese food this good in your entire life. Just remember, this is one of the many restaurants I can get online." I didn't want to come on too strong about my Chinatown beliefs, so it was important for her to have a look for herself  - "Look how nice this place is," I then ask if she has ever had dim sum. "No," is her answer. I smile and say - "It's real easy. See those carts. They push them up to the table and you just point at what you want. It really is the greatest thing in the world."

The three of us devour our share of dim sum. It was fabulous as usual. As we are leaving I say, "This restaurant and all the other ones I showed you are all under my thumb. If I can get the proper platform to sell their food online - Whew! You are looking at more money than any of us have ever seen. And I say this with all sincerity. I'm the only motherfucker who can get them." She asks how much investment I need to get things going. I tell her the same thing I tell everyone, "35K and I will deliver Chinatown on a silver platter."