Enter Hao Way Chinese Cafe, located in the King Soopers parking lot in Boulder, Colorado. The OPEN sign only lights up the word PEN, there are homeless people wandering around the front door, the one bathroom is always out of TP, and there is only one table to sit at. The same woman sits behind the counter, next to the rice heater, every day. She barely speaks English, will yell at you if you confuse her, and communication often consists of her pointing at the misspelled, laminated menu, saying “too spicy for you.” When you order, she will scream it back to her husband in Chinese and he will yell back. You’ll think they’re mad at you but they’re not. If you call ahead to order, you’re met with, “Hello. What you want?” Then you’ll give your order and she’ll say, “Okay, 10 minutes,” and then she hangs up. She won’t take your card because she knows you’ll show up. The food is that good. When you get there, she’ll somehow know what order is yours and ring you up on her old cash register. She’ll point at the tip spot on the receipt until you fill it out, and then you have your food and you go because nobody sits at that one table.