Back when I lived in Vincennes, I usually lived downtown. Often, on days off, I would chillax with a few shots and either TV or a game. Then, when hunger pangs set in, I would walk to Third Street, between Main and Vigo, to chow down at a little place called China House.
China House was run by the Zheng family; usually one woman running it and one or two people in the back room. But they made it work, usually. Yes, it had a ghetto feel to it, but that was part of its charm. And, if you're drunk or on lunch break from the hospital or some establishment downtown, it always hit the spot. It also hit the spot when you introduced a friend to pot; I'm not saying much further on that.
This little establishment downtown had a small variety of things that would suit whatever mood you're in. Whenever I went there, I would often start with what I called the "land, sea, air" combo. This combo would include beef stir-fry, imitation crab casserole, and something of chicken. Hot-and-sour soup would often follow. And the menu would often vary.
Recently, I had time to kill and an appetite, so I went there. But what I found was that they had closed down. Checking Facebook, I found that it happened at least two months ago. They will be missed, and I will always look back on it with a nostalgic feel.
You're probably not reading this, but I still want to say thank you, Zheng family, for the memories and the food.
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