I just watched a show on tv that had a segmment about that gawd awful fast food Mongolian Barbecue and it brought back memories of the first time I had ever been there. A guy asked me out for a first date, it was for lunch. He chose Mongolian Barbecue. Ok, I don't know this guy. I drive to this place and find him among the hoards of rushed business people looking for a quick meal. We get in line in front of a confusing series of food bins containing raw ingedients. I have no idea what to do, but follow the signs "choose one meat", "choose a vegetable", "choose some noodles", choose a sauce". There is a throng of people lined up behind me. Out of desperation, I start flinging stuff into my bowl so I don't hold up the line. I end up waiting in line in front of some huge grill manned by a group of teenagers tossing the contents of the bowls handed to them. Finally a teenager finishes tossing my food on the grill, dumps it into a bowl and hands it back to me. My date starts looking around for a place to sit. We eventually find a place and there I am, with a bowl of things I can't recognize, amid a crowd of very noisy people. I eat the food, which was at least edible, although not something I would ever order and try to make polite conversation, while shouting loud enough to be heard over all of the noise. We finish, I get in my car and drive off, never seeing the guy again. For a first date, remember, location, location, location.