11/18/2008. 1091. After volunteering a bit at the storehouse, I stopped for supper at a Chinese restaurant that I hadn't eaten at before. It was better than average, both in terms of ambience and food, so I'll probably stop by there again. My waiter noticed the Chinese Book of Mormon and Chinese Liahona on my table as he passed by, and I offered them to him on his next trip to my table. He
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