We're thinking the N is for North?
Anyway, They suck. Big time. Here's the deal. This Chinese food place is across the street. No really, it's in a stripmall across the fucking street from our apartment complex. So why did it take 45 minutes to bring us cold food? Ew.
The food was disgusting. The potstickers were burnt, the orange chicken had mushrooms in it (Which I am allergic to) and my sesame chicken was so chewy and gross, I had to stop eating it despite being so hungry. The fried rice was dry, cold and chewy and gross. And it had stuff in it I don't recognize.
The driver brought the reciept for me to sign, and asked me for a pen. Which of course led to the 20 minute search for a pen. WTF dude, if you know I need to sign a receipt, bring a pen. Mine are in my bag downstairs, and the whole reason I ordered food was so I could stay inside in my pjs and not be sick. So fuck your pen. It took you 45 minutes to bring food across the street, and it was shit.