Still loving this place.
Also - I love good dumplings. Love them, like, with a passion. Over the last couple years I have made it a habit to try the dumplings at every new place we try, and none have stood out. Some have downright made me sad. If you put dumplings on your menu I see it as a rainbow, with unicorns and glitter, and everything happy and bright. If your dumplings come to me and they're horrid, it's like finding out the hoped-for unicorn is really just a nasty old goat with rabies, and the rainbow is some shiny smear of oil on a puddle in a back alley.
The Dragon House dumplings, however, are a whole new level of delicious. Amazing, delightful, superb. The filling is predominately pork (in the peking dumplings, anyway), instead of being mostly cabbage with a token bit of meat like some other places. The wrapper is tender and moist, and the soy sauce they provide with them has a little bit of a kick to it.
Dear Dragon House, your dumplings are like a leprechaun riding a pegasus through a field of gold.
Ahhh. Dreamy, really. I'm so sorry I just finished the last ones we had for my lunch.