We have a restaurant in Greenville called Mongolian Empire. You go through a raw veggie buffet, select freeze-dried meat, and add sauces to the mixture. A griller then grills your selection up for you to enjoy on a bed of rice. This is one of Rob's favorite restaurants. He does not like Chinese food because he can't see it being prepared in front of him and and insists that I am eating kitty cat whenever I say I had Chinese food at my meal. He can see this food being cooked in front of him though so he loves Mongolian Empire.
Yesterday, we asked Seth if he would like to go to Mongolian. He usually has egg drop soup and has some of my lo mein noodles (he asks for the spaghetti). He replied to us, "I want to go to Dadgolian mommy, not MOMgolian. I want to go to Dadgolian." Crazy kid.