I don't really do regular meals at all. Basically I eat when I'm hungry and I dine on whatever suits my mood at the time. Tonight was typical; I wanted pork, I went out and got pork. Part of me kind of feels like hibernating right now, much as the mighty bear does in late November after eating everything in sight. China House gives you a hell of a lot of pork for your money. Stars, I love that place. 
