An hour later we were shown to our table in the huge, completely packed inside. They cleverly give you a menu that you fill in while you wait, and this was whisked away and replaced with green tea. We'd decided to skip "beef shank jelly fish" and kept mostly to pot stickers, dumplings and steamed buns. We branched out a bit for dessert with "durian pastry". It's illegal to carry durians on the underground in Singapore due to their smell, but they're meant to be delicious. I thought it was pretty good, Emily reckoned it tasted like burning socks.
The meal took roughly the same amount of time as the wait, but it was certainly worth it. How can so many small things fill you up? We walked up to Ocean Beach and all the way along that, then drove home, and I still feel stuffed. Perhaps the fact that it was also a break from turkey leftovers made it all the more delicious.
There's an Russian Orthodox cathedral in SF. Who knew?
Joining the crowd for the looooong wait.
But it was all worth it for these little beauties.
The steamed custard buns were probably my favourite. (Yes, the entire post is just so I can show this photo).
Emily is distracted for a second, and Hannah's chopsticks arrive.
Mmmm, durian.
Late November on the beach. Still good.
