Naturally, the staff have come to know me. Small dishes sometimes appear unbidden on our table; pickles, boiled peanuts, little pancakes. One day when eating alone, I was engrossed in Chris Bunting's book Drinking Japan. When the waiter brought dumplings, I set the book aside and he read the title.
"Drinking Japan?" he exclaimed, in (mostly) mock indignation. "How about you drink China instead?"
"Sure, ok." You see, I'm agreeable about these things. "Where can I get Chinese liquor in San Diego?"
"Hmm. Maybe 99 Ranch Market."
"Yeah, I saw their sake and shōchū, but I didn't notice any Chinese spirits."
"They also have umeshu," he offered, naming a Japanese plum liqueur.
"Chinese umeshu?" I pressed.
He smiled, caught. "Yeah, Chinese stuff is pretty hard to find. Maybe it's ok if you drink Japan sometimes."
And so I do.
7250 Convoy Court (not Convoy Street)
San Diego, CA 92111
[Edit 10.9.12: With a change of staff for both the front and back of the house, the quality of the restaurant has suffered. I can't in good conscious recommend a meal here any longer. Pity. Those were great dumplings]
Goes well with:
- My take on Andrea Nguyen’s excellent book, Asian Dumplings.
- Mr. Dumpling staff aren't the only ones who disapprove of my drink choices. An eerily similar remark came from a TSA agent in Kentucky who took a dim view of my Tuthilltown Spirits bottle as I worked my way through Louisville airport security.