Matt V.
Yelp
Listen up, peeps! I've been chowing down at this joint for decades now. It's where I got my first taste of dimsum, and even though I've tried fancier, pricier, and newer spots, this place feels like my old stomping ground. You know what I'm saying?
There's something about the atmosphere that makes me feel like I'm a VIP guest at a Chinese wedding banquet, complete with grand stairs and decorations that'll make your head spin. And when I start hollering for the cart lady, Lan, it's like the party really begins!
Now, let's talk dimsum, shall we? Sometimes it's a hit, sometimes it's a miss - it's like a game of culinary roulette. But when it's a hit, and we're there to catch it fresh out of the steamer, I swear I could shed a tear of joy.
On a particularly lucky day, those super thin, multi-layered, savory shrimp crepes just melt in your mouth like a dream. And don't even get me started on the hargao - if the skin's not too rubbery, it's like winning the food lottery. And even the chicken feet, despite their funky reputation, can actually smell pretty damn good if they're done right. And the jellyfish? Crunch-tastic! Don't knock it, but chopstick licking good!
And let me tell you about the chrysanthemum tea - it's like the nectar of the gods. I'm seriously considering hunting down the owner just to ask where he gets his supply. And don't get me started on their chili saté oil. None of the ones I found at the grocery stores taste as smoky and umami.
But until I can muster up the guts to chat up the boss man, I'm gona pretend my breakfast protein smoothie is dimsum.