Gone were the days when we used to see old ladies pushing trolleys and carts filled with piping fresh dim sum from the kitchen; shouting on top of their lungs …”Har Gau! Siew Mai! Char Siew Bao! Lor Mai Gai!”.
It’s no secret that I love dim sum. Could be the love for communal dining; seated at a round table where everyone’s eyeing for the same basket of dainty morsels, all the while chatting away in a loud yet not obnoxious fashion (every single soul around you is doing the same) and at times, vultures standing behind you wondering aloud when are you going to stop ordering platefuls of food.
It’s the experience. Of gathering a group of 3′s (since most dim sum come in triplets) or hoarding an entire table with food for photography sake or plain gluttony. Of waking up during the wee hours of the morning just so you can taste the freshest Har Gau or Char Siew Bao, instead of cold/reheated items. And how eating dim sum brought back extremely fond memories of breakfast at the old Foh San with my late grandpa.
The story continues with an early breakfast last weekend at Clan Dim Sum Restaurant @ Seri Petaling; famed for their Chicken Nest Bun (Gai Woh Bao). Read on for more ramblings on dim sum and life. Read the rest of this entry »