attack of the soy sauce

i was wearing a white collared shirt today.  it looked pretty cute. then i went to lunch with some co-workers.  we walked through the doors of mandoo bar to enjoy some yummy dumplings.  i was grabbing the last goon mandoo, a delightful piece of pork and veggie heaven wrapped up and pan fried, when the soy sauce attacked!

i neglected to take into account that there was a sizable hole on the surface of the dumpling which meant the soy sauce i "dipped" it into filled up with a ton of volume.  i bit into it and SQUIRT! soy sauce all over my face, drops all over my shirt, and the most tragic of all - IN MY HAIR!  my hair was crunchy and best of all, smelled of soy sauce. 

thankfully this horrible attack doesn't make me anxious every time i contemplate eating another dumpling.  i'll be happy to walk through the doors of mandoo bar when the opportunity provides itself again.

and thank goodness my co-worker paul had a handy tide pen.