You go to Wallingford’s Moon Temple, a Chinese restaurant with attached dive bar, for two reasons: You plan to get life-alteringly soused—their drinks are legendarily among the strongest in the city—and/or you’re starving. Parties that start at Moon Temple end in all sorts of special memories: gnawing on juicy lumps of chicken in the dark, showers of tears, street-corner serenades, furniture climbing, divorces, coitus. If you want to avoid all that (you Mormon, you!), get a family-style meal to go. With six courses per person, it’ll feed you and your sister wives all week. (Moon Temple, 2108 N 45th St, 633-4280, 4 pm–2 am)