Note to self: don't eat here alone.
What I thought would be a leisurely solo lunch turned into an unintentional pig out. The plan was to simply have the juicy beef soup dumplings and then be on my merry way. But when I opened the menu, it was as if I was wearing 3D glasses because letters and pictures were popping off the page and smacking me in the face. Venison? Fried lamb? Braised whole fish? How soon can friends meet me so I can try more stuff??
I tried to stay calm and relaxed as the nice lady came over to take my order. My thinking was that I would come back another time with a group to try more, but then I opened my stupid fucking mouth. "Soup dumplings, steamed lamb dumplings and vegetable noodles, please."
It was embarrassing when it all came out. At that moment, I wished they offered study cubicle seating so people couldn't see what was in front of me. Couldn't I just be a pig in private? Why am I spending more than $30 on lunch today? Customers just entering must have thought I was being rude by eating before my friends came back from the restroom. No friends. No sharing. All mine.
I even thought there would be a chance of a group outside that would strip me of my clothes upon exit and march me down Spring Mountain repeatedly saying "Shame. Shame." as a little bell rang and angry people threw shit at me. It was official! Dumpling King made me go insane.
This order would also be an effective remedy for people suffering from insomnia. I was fast asleep in an hour!!