There's nothing 'strange' about Chinese characters. Indeed, they are rather less strange than your unorthodox use of punctuation and spacing, particularly given the neighborhood demographics. I suppose change might be difficult for someone still referring to a country by its colonial name, however.
I would like to vehemently object
mtgl,
to your weak attempt to characterize me as a racist or Neo-Colonialist.
Belize- is the Nation in Central America that I referred to- in a historical way that
people like you appear to be irked by, as opposed to being amused.
Having one's National language on a Food Ticket/Receipt-
or- any language other than English-
in the States is rather odd....
&-I think- most would agree.
If I go to a Palestinian Restaurant- there are no "crib-notes"-
in Arabic.
The 100's of times I've eaten from Sticky Rice-
nary a phrase in Thai- is written upon my order and receipt.
Not sure what your agenda is- in your comment- but,
don't try to fit me in any of your "boxes".
As to demographics- I'm well aware that Bridgeport has changed- from
Irish-White-to-some Chinese, quite a few Hipsters/faux-Artists, and others who
wanted to live in Logan Square but couldn't afford to-
I get all that- AND- Bridgeport-
is not CHINATOWN.
And speaking of Chinatown- for all the times I've eaten at
JMC Szechwan-
my Receipt- is in one language only.
But- if I may refocus on the food for a minute.
There's a food dude- a S. Indian fellow from the IT world-
who decided to start a business selling Dosa's.
"The Art of Dosa"- made their debut- at Vegetarian Food events with a table.
Eventually he progressed to a Food Truck,
then to a bricks/& mortar facility on
Hubbard for Food Delivery/pick-up only.
The American Dream- kinda .
He researched the hell out of Food Containers that were "Green"-
that were properly vented- and tested the hell out of many prototype packages-
to ensure that each and every Dosa-sold to his most esteemed customers
was as Crisp- and not soggy- as he would like to eat them.
He even- once had an Uber-Eats driver- return to The Art of Dosa,
to get a newly made Dosa order for
myself and the S.Indian member of our household,
just because he wanted me- an esteemed Customer- to have the "proper"-
"
thonk"-sound- when a DOSA is made well.
That's my kinda guy.Now- what ever plastic-lined cardboard-box- Ms. Big Boss selected-
for her To-Go,
is not- ever- going to be as perfect a vehicle for transporting her once-crispy-Breaded-Chicken-Hot-Mess, as The Art of Dosa's container is.
Clearly- a point that you failed to discern from my comment about how the said
sandwich wound up in the 15 minute drive to my Casa.
I am very happy for your mtgl- to have so impressed your guests with your carry-out-ordering skills, and may you continue to enjoy BIG BOSS Sandwiches.
Bye.