Date of Last Visit: Sunday, 4th of July, 2010
The Victims: Echo, Bill, Echo's mom, Tong-Tong (so cute!), Ying, Xiang
The Damage: Unknown. Team China paid for me.
The Background: When I first started this blog, I had this idea that it would help me explore London.
While that was certainly true in the early days, lately I've found myself suffering from TFL malaise. If it's not in EC1 or N1 or WC1 or MAYBE W1, I really don't want to go.
So it was good that Echo prompted me to get on the DLR one Sunday afternoon (the 4th of July no less) and head out to Crossharbour for some dimsum. The DLR on a sunny Sunday afternoon is really really lovely. I need water to make me feel sane and plodding along on the driverless train through Canary Wharf and its surroundings is certainly a peaceful little journey.
I arrive at Lotus and to our table, I'm the only native English-speaker. Echo has brought her mother and her adorable daughter Tong-Tong. Three generations. Awesome. I let everyone know that I like taro. And parsnip. I'll pass on the chicken feet, but sign me up for anything with seafood. There is much consulation and then the parade begins. As always with dim sum, I have no idea what I'm eating. But it's all pretty fantastic. And the light is perfect so every photo I take comes out gorgeous. (Except for that spot that looks like steam in the middle of each photo, but that was because I needed to clean my lens.)
No idea what these were, but they looked neat, all spherical and such. (Almost like that lamb ball, huh?)
The Service: Severe. They really did not want us to order in small batches. Everything had to be ordered at once.
The Atmsophere: Kinda nice sitting there, looking out onto the water.
The Verdict: I liked it here. Thought all my food was pretty good. But I probably need to eat more dim sum to truly write anything remotely close to informative here. I'm sorry if I've disappointed you.