There never was a General Tso, he and the dish were invented for Americans, and Chop Suey translates roughly to "kitchen scraps in brown sauce for round eyes." I worked for years in a Chinese restaurant, and I loved the dinners we'd have after the place closed. It was real Chinese food, made by the owner and the honorary Chino, José. The Fungs had their ancient mother tooling around the back yelling at us to make it right, from de-veining shrimp to peeling snow peas, and they'd always ask me, ever the authority on what white people like, if this authentic Hong Kong dish or that genuine Szechuan spiciness would fly with the crowd of retirees who populated the lunch buffet crowd. Sadly, the more pedestrian flavors of the made for 'mericans dishes of gooey fried sweet sticky crap prevailed, despite my attempts to broaden their horizons. But there are still gems to be had on their dinner menu to this day, like Hong Kong style fish pots, cabbage soup and Kung Pao squid. I try and make it up there often, and I can't resist their take on one common round eye delight, walnut shrimp. Mmmmmm...
Still, the best Chinese food I ever had was in Mexicali Mexico, which has the distinction of the most Chinese restaurants per capita in North America. They have a well established Chinese population, workers who came south to work the fields after the railroads were finished. It's really weird seeing a Chinese person speak broken English to you with a thick Mexican accent.