I will leave you for the night with one thought...
On the one night that you crave chinese, like really crave it to the point where you would do anything for a forkful of lo mein and a splash of soy sauce on that sticky white rice, isn't it absolutely annoying when all your high hopes of that craving are shot down by dry (and overly spicy) General Tso's, tough barbeque spare ribs, and over cooked wonton soup?
Grrrrrrrrrr. I want a do over so I can order from our usual place.
Just goes to show you that sometimes 'predictable' and 'usual' can be your best bet.
PS. I forgot to eat my fortune cookie. I am officially depressed.