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Yum of the Cha
Sep. 11th, 2006 02:07 pmYesterday I dragged my huge hungry family to Shark's Fin House for Yum Cha. The occasion was my dad's 60th birthday.
In attendance were: Both my parents, an aunt, five cousins, two cousin's partners, six of my cousin's kids (second cousins?), my little brother and an![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
evildoom_bunny. For a total of twenty people including me!!! We took up two tables. And there were two more people who almost made it as well... Eep.
Have I mentioned that my family is far too large to keep track of?
We formed a kind of food black hole in the middle of the restaurant. A trolley full of food would come by, then we'd hijack it before it managed to make it across the room. I'm sure some people in the far corners missed out because we'd inhaled all the food. There was too many of use forming our own dumpling gravity.
Turned out I was the most experienced Yummer there, knew all the stuff to get (calamari, steamed chicken buns, prawn dumplings, custard *drool* buns, mango pudding) and all the stuff to avoid (chicken's feet, various internal organs). I sat next to the main trolley corridor, and got to be well known by the staff. Including a mad bugger called Michael who took great delight in us all.
The second table hadn't quite got the hang of Yum Cha. There wasn't someone sitting watching out for tasty food coming by, so they keep on running out. So I swapped tables, and swamped them in steamed buns and fried little morsels. Then the first table started complaining of a shortage! Seems I'm the lynch-pin of a successful yum cha. By successful, I mean eating faaaaaaaar to much.
A number of my cousin's kids have taken a liking to me, which means they delight in either sitting on my lap or tying my shoelaces together. Go figure. My little second cousin(?) Indi sat on my lap and when she wasn't stuffing my face with steamed buns, declared that she wanted to be my girlfriend! I pointed out that I already had a girlfriend -evildoom_bunny. Apparently that wasn't relevant, and that she was my girlfriend now. I pointed out that she was six and my relative, but she just responded by stuffing more food into my mouth.
At one point my mother handed me a matchbox. In it was a small amount of dirt, and what looked like a tiny, tiny cactus, about a centimetre long. Apparently I was to take it home and plant it, and it would grow into a tiny little... cactus plant. Go figure.
We made a complete mess of the place. By the time we were done both tables were covered in noodles, tea, soya sauce, and heck knows what else. In other words, a successful Yum Cha :-)
In attendance were: Both my parents, an aunt, five cousins, two cousin's partners, six of my cousin's kids (second cousins?), my little brother and an
evildoom_bunny. For a total of twenty people including me!!! We took up two tables. And there were two more people who almost made it as well... Eep.Have I mentioned that my family is far too large to keep track of?
We formed a kind of food black hole in the middle of the restaurant. A trolley full of food would come by, then we'd hijack it before it managed to make it across the room. I'm sure some people in the far corners missed out because we'd inhaled all the food. There was too many of use forming our own dumpling gravity.
Turned out I was the most experienced Yummer there, knew all the stuff to get (calamari, steamed chicken buns, prawn dumplings, custard *drool* buns, mango pudding) and all the stuff to avoid (chicken's feet, various internal organs). I sat next to the main trolley corridor, and got to be well known by the staff. Including a mad bugger called Michael who took great delight in us all.
The second table hadn't quite got the hang of Yum Cha. There wasn't someone sitting watching out for tasty food coming by, so they keep on running out. So I swapped tables, and swamped them in steamed buns and fried little morsels. Then the first table started complaining of a shortage! Seems I'm the lynch-pin of a successful yum cha. By successful, I mean eating faaaaaaaar to much.
A number of my cousin's kids have taken a liking to me, which means they delight in either sitting on my lap or tying my shoelaces together. Go figure. My little second cousin(?) Indi sat on my lap and when she wasn't stuffing my face with steamed buns, declared that she wanted to be my girlfriend! I pointed out that I already had a girlfriend -
evildoom_bunny. Apparently that wasn't relevant, and that she was my girlfriend now. I pointed out that she was six and my relative, but she just responded by stuffing more food into my mouth.At one point my mother handed me a matchbox. In it was a small amount of dirt, and what looked like a tiny, tiny cactus, about a centimetre long. Apparently I was to take it home and plant it, and it would grow into a tiny little... cactus plant. Go figure.
We made a complete mess of the place. By the time we were done both tables were covered in noodles, tea, soya sauce, and heck knows what else. In other words, a successful Yum Cha :-)
