Resturant 2

Today I went to a restaurant named Henry’s Home to have a dinner with my parents to celebrate for my mother who had just been back from Europe.
I arrived the restaurant at 7:00 PM. Since we entered the restaurant an old waiter who had a challenge on horizontal guide us to the dinning table and left the menu to us then went back to the door. I thought his was so cool just like the butler in a castle at the age of Victoria who never say anything, just did all the things master let him to do instead.
When my father was reading the menu, I listened to the back ground music which is a very peaceful and romantic classic piano music and feel relaxed.
I like there was a great restaurant, because I had a good emotion, not because of the food. Foods there were not great but not bad. It was much different from the food we usually eat, at least most Chinese will eat the dishes with the staple food like rice. The way to eat there was also different. As all the people know, Chinese people will eat food in one big bowl or plate, but Western people will every one eat its own food in a smaller plate. Our Chinese use chopsticks to send food into our mouths, but western people use knives and forks instead.