This past weekend we had lunch with some of our favorite people, our Auntie M (not from the Wizard of Oz) and cousins P & B. (Wouldn’t be great if they named their child starting with the initial J? Alas, they didn’t.) Uhm, sorry. After some thought, dim sum at Jade Dynasty in the mall. Now you know why I was looking for restaurants that served noodles.
I think that’s what they were called. Steamed char siu buns with a crunch top. How they did it, I dunno. Something different yet familiar. As often happens with this group, scarfing started before pictures. I have to learn to take pictures faster.
Again, the names could be slightly off. I wasn’t taking detailed notes. Too busy laughing (and eating).
I think made in-house. Definitely not the frozen type (too stuffed and juicy).
You may have noticed I posted the leftover before the fresh dish bass ackward I know.
Actually this was good, but my least favorite of the day. Not enough bamboo pith.
Some of you may have guessed why we had to order noodles. If not, here’s a few clues, we’re Chinese (if not in blood, in spirit), and noodles is a symbol of long life.
Like meat balls, not like bull’s balls. Hee hee. Mostly for P and The Mouse, we have to keep up our Neanderthal heritage.
Nothing like Leonard’s Bakery or Agnes’ Portuguese Bake Shop, but for Chinese-made, they represented well.
There were a couple more dishes, but, like the picture of the egg tarts and someothers, I was not fast enough. Sigh.
At the end of the meal, one of the managers serranaded us with singing that could compete with any of those talent shows on TV. Hee hee.
As always with this group. Laugh hard, eat harder. Healthy eating at its best.
Enjoy. Eat well.