Sometimes the food comes out and you just need to eat it now. There isn't time to take a picture, or think about what you want to say about the restaurant, the event, or the food. Yesterday was one of those days.
A prolonged morning on First Hill led to an opportunity for a late lunch. We first tried Tamarind Tree - it was close to one o'clock - who would guess the parking lot would be at full capacity as well as the restaurant and the waiting room? On to the International District we went. We managed to find a street parking spot! Shanghai Garden was our destination. (MSG150 review I'm linking this because they did stop for pictures and the site is useful, as Michael has already noted.) The place has not changed much over the years - the interiors a slightly pink hue with red highlights, a row of mini kumquat trees at the entrance. The cold case by the register holds interesting prospects such as marinated cucumbers, jelly fish salad, and smoked fish appetizers.
There is a list of lunch specials, served with soup and rice, but we passed these to order the Shanghai steamed dumplings, soft rounds of dough filled with pork, ginger, and onions - and a little soup. The ginger soy side sauce is rich and fragrant. I'd like these to be more delicate, but the flavor is wonderful and the comfort level is high. We also had the barleygreen hand shaven noodles with egg and pork and Happy Roll - bean curd sheets filled with minced chicken and mushrooms served in a fire bowl of rich broth. These are foods that restore the spirit and the body. And there were some leftovers in perfect take out boxes for later that night.
With time left on the meter, a quick stroll though Uwajimaya was in order. Still won't help us in sourcing Indian foods, but we picked up a few groceries and some Beard Papa cream puffs (why aren't these called puddin' puffs?) and came on home. Happy Chinese New Year!
The Purple Dot Cafe 515 Maynard Ave S Seattle (206) 622-0288 map
where do you eat after being immersed for hours in Tudor England;
having witnessed a couple of cinematic beheadings and privy to the
nasty palace politics of the court of Henry VIII, the worst rat with
women since Vlad the Impaler?
Why... the Purple Dot, of course, the see-and-be-seen hive in Seattle's China Town-International District.
We'd just seen The Other Boleyn Girl and were feeling horny
and pre-colonial, so I said: "Let's go for Hong Kong Chinese!" As
tribute, of course, to our Anglo-Saxon heritage and a tip of our flat
Tudor cap to the Pacific we rim daily.
(Don't be writing to correct me about this Chinatown-ID designation.
Forever it was called Chinatown. Then back in the 1980's,
Filipinos, Japanese, Vietnamese and other Southeast Asians swarmed the neighborhood association,
and got it renamed The International District. In 2000, the Chinese (who pretty much own all the property) again grabbed
power and the naming rights. They put the Chinatown back in Chinatown, where it is today).
The Macao Peninsula is the home to a staggering fusion of
ethnicities, had long British influence; plus, it's Asia's homeport.
Needles to say so there's one hell of a bunch of different foods in
Hong Kong and often they're found in an East/West, fastfood/slowfood,
Cantonese, Mandarin, Thai, Japanese, Portuguese, Italian, American
Coffee Shop mish-mash... all on one menu.