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Lydia hoped everyone was in the mood for Chinese food this week, because she was, and had therefore exercised her executive privilege to decide they would be revisiting Ching Tai. She needed crab rangoons, all right? She needed them. And this way she didn't have to fret about anyone having difficulty finding the place. Win-win.

Welcome to Supper Club, everyone! Ching Tai is open!

mustbeawitch

Lydia knew, of course, that Singapore and China were not one and the same, but Mr. Raiden had said that there were Chinese influences on the cuisine of the former nation, so she had hoped, when booking Ching Tai for tonight's Supper Club, that it might already be somewhat familiar. Only time would tell. Certainly it smelled delicious.

She did hope she wouldn't be expected to eat with chopsticks, although she did suppose that getting to watch her figure out how would be most amusing for the other diners.

Welcome to Supper Club! Ching Tai is open!

hasaknightjob

It was the 25th of December which meant there was a tradition to be maintained as sacred as any other observed during the winter holidays.

Namely that Llewellyn and Steven were having Chinese food. With plans to watch a movie when they got home later.

You didn't mess with tradition.

As such, when dinnertime came Steven and Llewellyn were at a table at Ching Tai, menus in hand as they figured out what they would want to order.

"Don't let me forget to get the takeaway for Marc," Steven said to Llewellyn. Not that Marc would let him forget if it came to it, but if Steven knew he had the extra help it eased his anxiety and let him enjoy the meal.

[very much open for anyone looking to enjoy Chinese dinner, though with sp caveat since holiday]

itsananomaly

After a fun morning of showing Becker, Lester and Connor around the island, Cutter and Connor had made arrangements for them to have lunch at Ching Tai since it was their favourite restaurant on the island and they wanted to be able to share it with their guests.

As they got settled in and the waiters handed them their menus, Cutter smiled over at at their guests, “so what do you think about the island so far?” it was mostly for Becker’s benefit since he had never visited Fandom but he still wanted to ask for Lester and Connor as well.

[Cutter is here with Connor and their guests but Ching Tai is open for all your restaurant needs! Up early for timezones!]

itsananomaly

Cutter had made ~~handwavey~~ plans with Connor for a lunch date at Ching Tai and he was trying to not feel so nervous about the lunch. It had been so long since he had enjoyed a lunch date, at least a year but he was also looking forward to spending time with Connor. He hadn’t gotten too dressed up, choosing to dress in his usual jeans and a blue collared shirt, he had at least made sure to change the shirt to a different one that he had worn last week on their date to the museum.

He got to the restaurant rather early and then realised that was definitely a mistake because he found himself pacing up and down outside, trying not to think about that he could screw this up.

[Cutter is here for Connor but Ching Tai is open for any and all Chinese food needs!]

hasaknightjob

Steven and Llewellyn had done the last lighting of the Menorah, then headed out to check in with Nell's kittens before going to dinner. Steven was wearing a shirt in honor of the occasion of introducing Llewellyn to this long standing tradition.

They found themselves a table, got their food, and got ready to tuck in.

"Don't let me forget to put Marc's order in before we leave," Steven said.

[open for anyone who would enjoy Chinese food this fine Christmas Day]

flamesburned

Liz had arranged to meet Marc for lunch to be able to thank him for helping train with her and so after she had finished class for the day, she quickly stopped by her apartment to have a shower and get changed and then she made her way to Ching Tai as she had arranged.

She was a little nervous since she hadn’t spent a lot of time with Marc but Steven had assured her that having lunch would be fine.

She was also looking forward to lunch since she had gotten news from Shane that morning about his communicator not being able to connect with Ignis’. He had assured her that he was going to try and work on it and keep an eye on it just in case he was finally able to get through to Ignis but he had also mentioned that Ignis’ communicator was the only one he couldn’t reach.

So Liz turned up and waited inside, she had a look around, she hadn’t been in here for a while so she was definitely curious to see what it was like.

[Liz is waiting for Marc but Ching Tai can be open as well!]

noonedecidesmyfate

When you had a newly formed inexplicable threesome you clearly needed to go on dates. Dinner dates. Wait, no, coffee shop dates at coffee shops that had always been coffee shops and had certainly not been chinese restaurants earlier in the week. If there happened to be some delicious dumplings on the menu to go with your coffee, well, this coffee shop needed something to differentiate itself from all the others, didn't it?

So Belle, wearing a low-cut top and a shorter skirt than usual, was at Ching Tai Coffee with her two handsome suitors (who may or may not have been wearing shirts, that had not been established yet), enjoying a meal. Or a coffee. Or maybe a coffee and some dumplings.

[What, we didn't need more coffee shops? Of course we did.]

long_memory

It hadn't even occurred to Silver just how much he and Rey were homebodies until it had been brought up to him that they hadn't really been on an actual date. It just wasn't something that happened where he was from, but he was determined to fix it now.

Luckily the squirrels had told him about the holiday so he wasn't exactly surprised to find that it was pretty much dead in the restaurant. Well, at least the service would be fast.

"You're going to have to let me know if I get anything about this date thing wrong."

[For his date primarily, but open restaurant is open]

throughaphase

Clint and Kitty had officially made it through their first year of marriage. Even if there hadn't been any doubt that they would, it was still an accomplishment, and it gave them an excuse to dress up and go somewhere nicer for dinner. And when they got to their table, the waiter automatically came back with a complimentary bottle of wine.

"I guess there are perks to telling them it's your anniversary," Kitty said, reaching for her glass once the waiter had left.

[For the hubby!]

throughaphase

When they got married, Kitty figured she and Climt would just celebrate that anniversary. Buuuut they hadn't gotten to that yet, and four years was nothing to scoff at, so they were celebrating.

And as they waited for their food, Kitty asked, "Do you think there'll ever come a time when getting to another year doesn't feel impressive?"

[For the hubby!]

imafuturist

Okay, take number two on this date. This time without any chemicals in the air to distract anyone.

Tony waited inside the restaurant for his date to arrive, eyeing at a few spots on the ceiling of what he was pretty sure was green paint from a paintball gun. How he knew that could be blamed entirely on Barton. Like so much in his life could.

Hopefully that wasn't a warning sign.

[for the one!]

thisguyright.livejournal.com

You know why bootjets were fun? You could take your takeout and just fly up to the roof to eat. Sure it kind of cold. Sure it was probably suspicious, just sitting around in a costume, eating. But you know what? There was nothing illegal going on over here.

A block away, where a thrown boomerang was using sonar to map out the bank through the roof? Okay, that was a different story. But that was a whole block away, and anyone could have thrown that. It's not like boomerangs were rare things. Kids played with them all the time! And anyway, it was laying down, so it's not like anyone would even see it. Right, squirrels? You saw nothing. There was some rum and extra Chinese food to help buy that silence.

So Boomerang was just hanging out on a rooftop, a whole block away from anything even remotely illegal, eating Chinese food for a while. Not suspicious at all!

[OOC: Open for anyone who may be wandering on the ground or the rooftops! And squirrels? Seriously, you saw nothing on the bank roof. Take your bribe.]

tigerundercover

Eggsy had gotten a cute little sundress for a casual afternoon date; Jalian got Raven mimicking a tube top and miniskirt (aka as little as she could get away with seeming to wear and still be allowed into the restaurant). Really, what else would she be wearing for a date with a co-pro-nudity conspirator?

"You know, I'm not sure I've ever been here for anything but take-out," Raven mused.

[ooc: for the date!]

not_a_moonie

Having dinner with Johnny occupied a weird middle ground in Alana's mind -- it wasn't a date exactly, but it also wasn't remotely platonic. Whatever it was, it seemed to be worth looking cute for, so she wore a silky patterned sleeveless top, fitted jeans and high boots. (Also goosebumps, because it was possibly a touch too cold to go out in sleeveless things.)

She poked at her phone idly as she waited for Johnny outside the restaurant. She had a mild addiction to Buzzfeed quizzes.

[OOC: Mainly for Johnny but can be open.]

dogs-license.livejournal.com

After severeal years in Fandom, Lucille was used to a lot of weird things happening. As you tended to be when you'd set off from New York in 1932 and ended up running a tavern in fifteenth century Germany.

But still, rounding a corner and ending up in a street she'd never seen before, in front of a building she didn't think she'd ever seen before? That was still new. She looked around, and she looked behind herself, and... Yes, everything was different.

"Oh my."

Fandom, please be gentle to the wide-eyed newcomer.

[ooc: Oooopen! Lucille here hails from Fandom in the 1400s.]

electrocynic

Sarah supposed paying for dinner was preferable to the yelling she'd expected to have to withstand. And since (she thought) she would be leaving next week, it seemed like a nice ending to her stint in Fandom to go out for one last time.

So, she was waiting for Guy outside Ching Tai. She hadn't dressed up particularly fancy for the occasion (which would turn out lucky later), so it was just normal attire in the usual hues of black and grey and the kind of green that made her mocking of Guy's uniform seem a little hypocritical. And, okay, there was probably a little more cleavage on show than when she was teaching.

Things seemed livelier than general this evening, but normal enough on this particular street. For now.

[ooc: For that dude, and PAINTBALL MADNESS MWAHAHA.]

absolutesnark

Piper was naturally curious when she learned that her potential future daughter was now a teenager. When Lindsey suggested they go to Fandom to meet her, of course she agreed. She definitely wanted to meet this version of her daughter. But now that she was here sitting in a restaurant, waiting to meet her, she was starting to feel a little nervous.

Didn't many teenagers roll their eyes and resent their parents?

"What if she hates me in the future?" Piper sighed.

She'd find out soon enough.

[Piper's here for a few but open for all]

willbethenight.livejournal.com

Bruce had been less than clear-headed when he made a follow-up date with Darcy on Valentine's Day. He was hoping she didn't read too much into that. Still, it meant it was a night for something at least slightly fancy. The Chinese place would do for that.

He took a seat, waited, and tried not to let all of the frustrations of the day lead to him chatting up the hostess while he waited. He was trying to be at least SLIGHTLY classy, which wasn't easy this week.

[OOC: For that girl who was mentioned!]

blondecanary.livejournal.com

"Oooo. Potstickers. And some of those good cheese won tons, and some shrimp..."

You'd think Dinah hadn't eaten anything at Gotham U in four months.

[for a glacial Queen and the Queen of Love]

whateverknight.livejournal.com

So... Squall had showed up at Rinoa's door at 7:55, wearing his dress uniform, and carrying a half-dozen white roses. Rinoa had been wearing a nice dress he hadn't seen before, and had liked the flowers, so that was good, right?

They'd made it all the way to the restaurant, and everything seemed to be going well so far. Squall was nervous, though -- he'd never been on an actual date, before. "Is... This is all right, right? You'd tell me if I got something wrong?"

(For the other person on the daaaaaate, although there are plenty of open tables if anyone else is hungry.)

Current Mood: whatever

likes_scoundrels

Leia had changed her mind about Thai for her birthday dinner and decided on Chinese instead (which was fortunate given that Taste of Thai apparently had vanished). She actually didn't care much about the type of food; she'd just been looking forward to her first birthday celebration with her father.

"You look tired," she teased as they sat down. "Having trouble keeping up with Ben?"

[For Daddy, but open for all your Ching Tai needs!]

Current Mood: pleased

weldedtomyspine

"I came in here earlier tonight to make sure they didn't offer me my usual table and ask how many attractive ladies would be joining me," Jaime explained as he held the door open for Dinah. "Since that would be a bit embarrassing, and I'd prefer to leave with all my ribs unbroken."

"And I don't want you hurting any of my regular ladies, either."

And if Jaime tensed up, ready to take a playful (or less than playful) shot to the ribs for that one.

bigbadgunn.livejournal.com

Gunn usually wasn't in the mood for Chinese food.

Today's reserve meeting changed that.

"Yeah. I'll take two orders of the Peking Duck."

Yeah. It was that kind of day.

[Sure. Open. Why not?]

sexonyoursheets.livejournal.com

Puck had promised to teach Ariel about chopsticks and about very exciting foods offered here in the land of Not Wherever Ariel Was From. (His vote: still Canada.) ~~And for some reason, he felt like the sushi place would result only in trauma.~~ Hence, he staked out a decent table at Ching Tai, and even went to the effort of looking nice.

You know, as nice as you could look with a mohawk. He had at least conditioned it. That was something.

[Puck's here for Ariel -- god, the Shakespeare nerd in me loves saying that -- but it's an open restaurant!]

findingelena.livejournal.com

So Elena had planned on taking Jacob out drinking, to celebrate his first week of intact-sanity in Fandom, but he'd suddenly changed his mind once they got near Caritas. Maybe it had bad mojo or something.

Ching Tai seemed like a good back-up.

"Well, there goes my clever plan to get you drunk and take advantage of you," she teased, as they were seated.

(werewolf modded with permission. expecting him, but it's open for all your Ching Tai needs!)

Current Mood: cheerful

icecoldfrost

After her conversation with Jack at auditions, Emma had made all the necessary arrangements for an enjoyable evening out.

A candle-lit table, tucked away in a private corner, and Emma was going to sip at her tea while she waited for her companion to arrive.

[For the not-a-date, thnx!]

Current Mood: thoughtful

unborn-renegade.livejournal.com

Okay, so maybe Ching Tai was close to 'Cafe Fina' in terms of letters and stuff, but they were not exactly the same place. Maybe Jak's sense of direction had finally failed him. Really, it was lucky he'd remembered to pick Dinah up at hers, not at-- you know. The restaurant he'd reserved seats at, which turned out to be a Chinese restaurant and not that place where Zack worked.

But. Fine. Jak would make do. Right?

He was even holding the door, here!

[[ for a tweety, but Ching Tai is obviously open to all ]]

lovemykilt

Priestly tugged at the hem of what he hoped was his least objectionable t-shirt (ice cream doing a cheerleading stunt), and pulled open the door of Ching Tai, ready as he'd ever be to meet his fate.

( Fun with disapproving parents )

[ooc: establishy, though Ching Tai is, naturally, open for others coming in for food.]

furnaceface

Jono did not eat. He would have loved to, but it was somewhat difficult, all things considered. Which, naturally, meant that there was no food on his side of the room with which to feed hungry little time travellers who may or may not have stolen his bed.

And of course she didn't have money to feed herself with. You don't think about things like that when you go lunging into sentient mist in order to 'rescue' missing teammates, do you? And so it was up to Jonothon to play reluctant host, and to feed the girl.

"Get whatever yer want. The leftovers ought to at least keep until supper, Lee."

He was going to just sit there and give the waiter dirty looks for bothering to set a place for him at all.

[For the dazzling one, but open should anyone else want to drop in, as well!]

divinesurfchick.livejournal.com

Even after three thousand years, Aphrodite didn't actually get hungry. But occasionally she felt like having some type of mortal food, and while she didn't call it a craving, it essentially was.

Which was why she'd zapped herself over to Ching Tai's between Fiona's leaving the shop and the time the shop was supposed to open.

For a moment she stood back away from it and looked around. Yep. There it was to the right, Fandom Town Hall. Then she looked to the left, across the street, and grinned.

Fandom Trooper Station. How interesting.

Wearing a sly grin she made her way inside and up to the counter.

"Hi. Do you make special deliveries?"

(ooc: Open for all your Ching Tai needs. Feel free to talk to 'Dite after she sets up her surprise. She's ready to flirt with anyone.)

irulan-atreides.livejournal.com

Irulan closed her shop for lunch and walked to the Chiang Tai with Jackie. Irulan had been looking forward to this lunch and it showed when she smiled. Irulan and Jackie entered the restaurant and the waiters led them to a table.

"I've never eaten here before," Irulan told Jackie. "But it seemed interesting when I passed by."

(Open! Aphrodite modded with permission)

justice-beat.livejournal.com

Daisy had been craving dim sum an awful lot lately, which she was going to chalk up to a vague and subconscious homesickness and not even consider other possibilities, thank you. The craving did make it easy to decide where she and DiNozzo would meet for their First-Wednesday-of-the-Month lunch. Without her class, she spent the morning with Ralph working on shooting and then a bit of a patrol, although the town was pretty quiet with that field trip.

She got to the Chinese place a little early, grabbing them a booth and sipping on some tea before her colleague and the rest of it came along later.

[[ Daisy here for the partner in crime fighting, but open restaurant is open for all your Chinese needs ]]

puppy_fair

If there was just one thing that Zack could say about being sent to high school, it was that it was already doing a good job of keeping him on his toes. He hadn't been sure what to expect on his first day of classes, but if anyone had told him that it would wind up with him being set up on a date with another boy because of a Sexual Anthropology assignment, he probably wouldn't have believed them.

Not that he didn't like Sam, of course. Sam seemed like a great guy! But the notion of tacking the word 'date' on to 'dinnertime spent with a guy friend' was almost as weird as some of the food names on the menu that Zack was attempting to decipher as he waited for his... er... his date to arrive.

"Moo goo gai pan? Huh?"

[The date is for the Winchester, but Ching Tai is, of course, open to anyone else who wants to get their fortune cookie fix!]

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope arrived at the restaurant before Turtle so took it upon herself to be seated at a small table in a quiet corner, where the lighting seemed perfect, and where she could be seen easily by anyone entering.

She was far too amused by what they were going to discuss, but her features remained impassive. After all, it shouldn't be funny that she wished a gremlin upon anyone. But then there was the focusing on the charts and grafts and polls. Penelope thought it would be a wonderfully beneficial lunch and she waited for her friend patiently.

[[ Penelope is here for Turtle, and SP is our friend! Ching Tai totally open for others! ]]

notyourpawn.livejournal.com

After Alice and her children had had a particularly informative outing to Sex Ed class, Alice had returned Abeni to her other mother's care, that she and Victoria might meet Leto in town for lunch.

"Do they have Chinese restaurants on Arrakeen?" Alice asked lightly. "There were none in Oxford, more's the pity."

(for victoria and her father, leto. all mods were with permission. it is also of course open for any ching tai needs.)

decoder-rings.livejournal.com

Hannibal had an assignment that he had to complete. He had no freaking idea how he was going to carry ten lunches plus drinks.

"Yeah, Whitaker," he said, while still mulling over how to do this in his head. "It should be ten lunches and ten drinks and do you have a cart?"

That was idea number one.

The server shook his head. That was idea number one down the tubes. The lunches were brought out, ten containers and ten drinks. He didn't have enough arms for this.

"Can I get delivery on this?"

That was idea number two.

The server shook his head and said something about how Hannibal was already there, no delivery was needed. That was idea number two down the tubes.

"Look, if I give a few of your waiters twenty bucks, will you lend them to me to bring this crap back?" Hannibal asked.

That was idea number three and the one that would make him a broke teenager.

The server, however, smiled. "Fifty. Each."

"Fif--" He frowned and pulled out his wallet. "Twenty now, thirty when we get to the school without the lunches spilling."

The server nodded and Hannibal, with two WELL PAID waiters in tow, took off with the food. This had better be freaking good food too.

[Post is open but Hannibal's gone!]

Current Mood: rushed

saveyoulater.livejournal.com

After the last session she attended at the convention, Sarah stashed her wig, went to the gym, and took a shower. Jenny Anderson was long gone and Sarah was back -- and pondering the selection of dumplings on the menu, among other things -- as she waited for Loki.

It felt good to be a CIA agent for the weekend, and some of the sessions even seemed useful; it also felt surprisingly good to be as out from undercover as she ever really was on the island.

[OOC: Expecting one, but open restaurant.]

likes-chicken.livejournal.com

Hurley brought Penelope in and they got a table. Hurley went to pull Penelope's chair out for her.

[ooc: Here for the date, the rest of the restaurant is open for anyone!]

peace_n_war

Warren kind of felt like he was stupidly overdressed to be sitting inside a Chinese restaurant. He'd figured the suit jacket was appropriate, especially given the chill outside, but the tie might have been too much. Was it too much? He hoped not. He'd asked the waiter who had shown up to take his order, instead of actually giving his order, and now everyone in the building thought he was insane.

But at least they'd figured out he was waiting for someone.

The tie. It was definitely too much, wasn't it?

[Warren is here waiting for Momoko in particular for great Slowplay Justice, but the rest of the restaurant is open, as moddable NPC businesses tend to be.]

intraspective

Okay, so her experiment hadn’t precisely worked because she’d wound up in the preserve anyway when she’d tried to get here, and then the gym, and then her dorm room and it had turned out that going into her closet had wound her up here.

Fandom’s travel agents needed help or something, because that made utterly no sense.

Either way, she was there, and fretting a bit while staring dubiously outside. How sad would that be if the birthday girl couldn’t get here?

Oh. And Lucas, of course. She tried not to dwell on the part though. It wasn’t his fault that she wasn’t fond of him even though she’d talked to him all of... um.

...twice. Maybe?

Okay, whatever, it was totally partly his fault ‘cause she was just going with what Lana had told her.

Right. Totally not the point today though. Tonight was going to be fun, and yet quiet, and all about making sure Lana was happy. …if she arrived, considering Fandom. Ino had even gotten a cake though, so Lana had better show up. Or... or... Ino would eat the cake. Yes. That’d show her. It was a very nice cake, if you asked Ino. But what if she didn’t?

Ino went back to staring out the windows.

[Ino is la, here for Lana and Lucas, but Ching Tai is totally open for other needs as well.]

idontlooktired.livejournal.com

Harriet settled herself comfortably at the table, with a smile of thanks for their server as he replaced a chair with a solid stool.

"I thought you might prefer somewhere near the back," she told her dinner guest. Not to mention a spot she could see the rest of the restaurant and the door. "Are you hungry?"

[ooc: Up waaaaay early for timezonishness and, apart from Harriet's not-a-date thread, open for your Chinese food needs.]

isourking.livejournal.com

Ron was standing outside Ching Tai and doing his best not to nervously fidget as he waited for Mac to join him. She did say Thursday, right? And this was the only Chinese restaurant on the island.

Or were they supposed to meet over at a restaurant over at Bali Hai and he completely misheard her? Ching Tai? Bali Hai? The last bit rhymed. Was that it?

Of course if he left now for Bali Hai then he'd have no way to know if she showed up here because he was right and this was the place to meet to begin with.

Hopefully Mac would show up soon so the internal flailing of Weasley wouldn't cause him to explode on the spot.

[Up early due to Timezones and for SP. Ron is here for

imac_kenzie though Ching Tai is open for all to enjoy]

1petrelli1.livejournal.com

Nathan, dressed in one of his better suits, waited outside of the restaurant and kept his eye out for Charlotte.

[Nathan is here for Charlotte, but feel free to use for your own Chinese food needs.]

Current Mood: hungry

wannabe-pan.livejournal.com

Andrew was meeting Michael here tonight for dinner. He went ahead and ordered two waters and a pot of hot green tea as soon as he got there. Andrew also grabbed a bottle of sriracha sauce from a neighboring table, knowing that the other boy liked things spicy.

He hoped Michael wouldn't have any trouble finding it with all the snow.

[ooc:Up early for SP and timezone wonderment!]

notthehulk.livejournal.com

It was a sorta anniversary night so this meant a real date.

And Teddy making sure the place had tomatoes for Chad's weird cravings. Sometimes he wondered who was really the alien here.

All he needed now was the boyfriend and tonight would just have to be perfect. Which he didn't mention aloud because he knew that was just asking for an invasion of some sort or a kidnapping.

[[OOC: Open, but thread with Chad and Ted locked to them please!]]

montecito-east.livejournal.com

Mary had been looking forward to her date all day. She was dressed pretty casually in a nice pair of slacks and a very low-cut top with a heart-shaped pendant around her neck. Well, it was casual for her. She picked out a nice, quiet booth and was looking over the menu while she waited for George Michael.

[Mary is here for someone particular, but Ching Tai is open for anyone else craving Chinese food.]

neurotic-witch.livejournal.com

Chris held the door for Lana as they entered the restaurant.

[ooc: Chris is here with Lana, but open for all your Chinese food needs. Up early for availability issues.]

repeterpetrelli.livejournal.com

He'd managed to survive class, so that was good. Also good was Peter's mood.

So it wasn't as though he needed cheering up, per se.

On the other hand - time spent with a nice, cute, blonde.

Twist his arm.

Peter waited outside the restaurant for his date.

[ooc: Peter is here for said date. Feel free to use for your other Chinese food needs.]

Current Mood: optimistic

fantastic-torch.livejournal.com

Johnny looked from Sue to Savannah, back and forth, smirking a little. "So, tell me girls, how does it feel getting to meet each other finally?" Sue had to believe that this was his real-life girlfriend. And Savannah just had to talk good about him. Come on. It was a given.

[Johnny is here with people who know who they are, thread locked to them please. However, Ching Tai is open for any night Chinese seeking people.]

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