When I was nine, in 1974, we were in Lichfield with my grandmother and we went to a Chinese restaurant. It was the first time I had ever eaten Chinese food and I thought it was terribly exotic. My dad advised that Sweet and Sour Pork was a good introduction to Chinese food, so that is what I had on an ordinary dinner plus with a fork. Everyone else was the same - one dish on a plate. It was hugely inauthentic, but to us at the time seemed as if we were experiencing a true taste of the Far East.