OK!
Peking Duck - I enjoy how they come over with the cooked ducked, go "see" and make eye contact with you until you say "YES. (Duck.)" And then they put it all into sweet little pancakes for you. Wine selection is *totally fine* (we had an Ontario Chardonney that ran about $40...Cool. Great.)
They brought it in a silver ice bucket on a stand, and in doing so threw me into a reverie regarding the legacy of Chinese food restaurants - supposing good ones like this are the last bastions of an early 20th century service style marked by finesse, traditional rules of comportment, proud precision, silver chalices, etc.
I say: Yes.
Soon after, a lady was so drunk she ran into someone's chair, and then uproariously bashed in a half-height glass wall she mistook for the exit.
She also fell down the 3-step transition between floors.
I had a great time.
I highly recommend the soup, especially the double-boiled ones, which are infused with smokiness and deep flavour. *Amazing*.