One evening in the early '70s, someone took a few friends and me to dinner at a Chinese restaurant on or near Lankershim Blvd. -- which is all I ever remembered (rightly or wrongly) about its location -- and that damned place has haunted me ever since. In my memory, it was a classic "nice" Chinese place, colorful inside and out, and I wish I could provide more clues as to its identity. Why I never made the effort to get back to it at some point shall remain a mystery, but in those first couple of years in L.A. I didn't even have a car, and got to the Valley only infrequently, so there you have it.