So it's been about 3 years since I've had Chinese food (using Japanese, Thai, and Vietnamese as substitutes- the beauty of NYC) and the only thing I've missed about it is the fortunes. Well I finally ordered it, and the food was nothing to write home about, but my fortune was. As I held my cookie, I said, "Honey (speaking to my husband), hopefully this fortune is good, because it's going to make or break this meal for me". Sure enough it blew me away because it couldn't have voiced my inner feelings better if I had written it myself. I told hubbie not to worry, he isn't part of the change.