I Wish I Had Pictures
Anyone ever been for dim sum?
It’s like the Cantonese version of brunch, except with foods that are barely recognizable. In Hong Kong itself, one might distrust the food that was being consumed; in Canada, you’d think it’d pretty safe, right?
I was amazed at just how many people go on a Sunday morning. So much so, that there is actually a line-up for it. After sitting down, you get this scantron-type (reminded me of multiple choice tests) card with all the food on it. One thing I learned was that if you ever wanted jellyfish in Calgary, this restaurant was the place to go.
We filled in the little squares of such food as delicate tripe, curried squid, honey bee, shrimp dumplings, and Japanese spring rolls. The preceding three are boring, but the tripe turned out to be a bit interesting. It could’ve been described as “Unidentified meat parts that didn’t make it to the supermarket.”
From what I could tell, there was some stomach in there, some intestine, some liver, and some piece of matter that tasted like moth balls. Oh, and I can’t forget the pieces of tendon.
I always that mystery meat was reserved for McDonalds and shady restaurants in foreign countries. Apparently, I was wrong.