(由 Google 翻译)一段有趣的艺术之旅,考验着我的精神力量;这真是一次独一无二的体验。它大胆地颠覆了人们对食物的固有认知。外卖只为勇敢者而设。
当我意识到食物要等一个小时四十分钟才能送达时,我立刻燃起了兴趣。如此周密的准备,我知道我将享受一场真正的美食盛宴。
时间一分一秒地流逝。想到一顿鲜美多汁的中餐,我的胃就翻江倒海。想到正在为我的周末盛宴准备的杰作,我的口水也开始流淌。时间一分一秒地流逝。我只能想象厨房里即将上演的奇迹。我苦苦等待了100分钟。太阳开始西沉,影子越来越长。然而,我的饭菜还没来。我开始失去希望。
最终,当所有的希望都破灭,思绪开始游离;正想着是去别处订,还是自己动手做个杰作更稳妥……门铃响了。
我的心怦怦乱跳。我的嘴里尝到了恐惧和匆忙的兴奋交织在一起的滋味。关键时刻终于到来,我果然没有失望。很快我意识到,120分钟的等待只是一夜挑战的第一步,这一系列挑战旨在考验我的心理承受能力。我打开了冷藏箱。
面条看起来像是生的超级面条。或许这是第二次考验,还有许多考验。或许这反映了我自己,也呼应了我之前在外游玩后忘记煮面条的错误。或许这是对我的惩罚。
然而,意识到这是一个以新视角看待事物的机会,我开始思考这些面条的用途。它们显然不是用来吃的,事实上,没有动物会主动吃下这么难吃的东西。或许这其中还有更深层次的原因。
最终,在尝试了各种方法之后,我决定把生面条当成一种享受的工具,而不仅仅是简单的食物。那天晚上剩下的时间我都在用面条打乒乓球。真是太棒了。它们在空中飞舞,一条条坚硬如石的面条像彩带一样在我的客厅里飘荡。它们的韧劲令人赏心悦目,我现在正在考虑把这变成一个周末的例行活动。
鸡肉。真是个挑战。冰冷黏糊糊的。咬了第一口之后,我就意识到这根本不适合吃。我坐在那里盯着它,而不是吃它,因为它那粉红色的口感和生滑的口感,细节之处都错综复杂。粉红色与深色坚硬如石的面条形成了鲜明的对比,即使是梵高也会不寒而栗。
开胃菜的口感独特,如同岩石般坚硬,而且几乎没有馅料,这道菜真的很难吃。我好不容易才没把牙齿磕掉。这项技能现在可以在我的生活中继续传承下去了。当我一边嚼着那一大堆像石头一样的开胃菜,一边皱着眉头时,我真正意识到,相比之下,未来生活中的挑战将会变得简单。感谢China Star,给了我如此强大的精神力量。
春卷值得特别表扬。在春卷里什么都不放,是一个大胆而富有艺术感的举动,如果它的口感不像狗咬胶,或许会很有回报。
除此之外,我发现排骨也采用了类似的艺术手法。只吃骨头,不吃肉,这是一个大胆的尝试,我非常尊重这种艺术视角。然而,在只吃了骨头一段时间后,我开始思考China Star是不是在嘲笑我。也许他们给我这种食物是在暗示我是动物,不配吃适合人类食用的食物。我决定把骨头扔给我的真正的狗。它闻了闻,失望地一瘸一拐地走开了。
这次体验真是太独特了,它以我从未想过的多种方式挑战了我。不过,如果你只是想吃点东西而不是挑战一下脑力,我绝对不会推荐臭名昭著的“中国星”。
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An interesting artistic journey that tested my mental strength; truly an experience like no other. Bold moves in subverting expectations around what you believe food to be. A takeaway only for the brave at heart.
My interest immediately piqued when I realised the food was going to take an hour and forty minutes to arrive. With that level of preparation, I knew I was in for a real culinary delight.
Time ticked by. My stomach was tumbling at the thought of a succulent Chinese meal. My mouth salivating at the thought of the culinary masterpiece currently being prepared for my weekend pleasure. The minutes dragged. I could only imagine the wonders begin created in the kitchen. For 100 painstaking minutes, I waited. The sun began to sink. The shadows grew longer. Still, my meal was yet to come. I began to lose hope.
Finally, when all hope had faded. When the mind had begun to wander; thinking thoughts of ordering from somewhere else or perhaps if it would be more prudent to conjure up my own masterpiece... the doorbell rang.
My heart leapt. My mouth tasted fear mingled with hurried excitement. The moment of truth had come and I was not disappointed. I soon realised that the 120 minute wait was merely step one in a night of challenges designed to test my mental strength. I opened the cold box.
The noodles resembled uncooked super noodles. Perhaps this was the second test, in a list of many. Perhaps this mirrored myself, and echoed my own previous mistake of forgetting to cook noodles after a night out. Perhaps this was my punishment.
However, realising this was an opportunity to look at things in a new light, I began to ponder what the noodles were for. They were obviously not made for human consumption, indeed no animal would voluntarily consume such a monstrosity. Perhaps there was something deeper at play.
Eventually, after exploring many avenues, I settled on the idea that the raw noodles were a tool for enjoyment, rather than simply eating. I spent the rest of my evening playing ping pong with the noodles. It was wonderful. The way they soared through the air, strips of rock hard noodle flying like streamers through my living room. Their toughness was a delight to behold and I am now considering making this a regular weekend occurrence.
The chicken. What a challenge. Cold and slimy. After my first bite, I also realised that this was not fit for consumption. I sat and stared at the meal rather than eating it, considering the many intricate details of it's pinkness and it's raw, slimy texture.The pink color positioned against the background of dark and rock hard noodles created a real stark contrast that would have made Van Gogh shiver.
The starters were a wonderful, unique blend of rock like texture and with an impressive absence of filling, it created a truly challenging eat. I managed to avoid chipping my teeth. A skill I can now carry forward in my life. As I chomped and winced on the vast array of rock like starters, I truly realised that future challenges in life would be simple in comparison. Thank you China Star, for instilling such mental strength in me.
The Spring Rolls deserve a special shout out. To fill a Spring Roll with nothing at all is a bold and artistic move, and very well may have paid off, if the texture did not resemble that of a dog chew.
In addition to this, I found the ribs to take a similar artistic approach. To serve just the bone with no meat is a bold ploy, and I truly do respect the artistic vision. However, after chomping down on only bone for a while, I did begin to ponder if China Star were mocking me. Perhaps they were inferring I was an animal by serving me this kind of food, and that I am not worthy of food fit for human consumption. I decided to throw the bones to my actual dog. He took one sniff, and limped away in disappointment.
This experience was truly unique and challenged me in more ways I ever thought possible. However, if you are looking for something to eat rather than a mental challenge, I would never ever recommend the infamous China Star.