These are the outskirts of the city, close to where the roads turn rural.
The scenery is one of contented peace, and we start with a walk where my family intends to retire.
The lake is pretty and so is the bay, but this kind of walking and wind will work up an appetite.
This restaurant has been around for decades. Known for nonexistent portion control and a menu that covers all cooking from both sides of China, they crank out some solid classics like Dalian’s Ba Yu Dumplings. These are fishy and delicious but an acquired taste for those who prefer their dumplings with pork.
There’s plenty of pork filling in these pancakes. They make the inside juicy and sweet, and msg is magic.
They even make soup dumplings, though their version is crude. The soup isn’t half bad, but the wrappers are thicker than bread.
The Green Beans are simple but they taste pretty great.
They make a better soup outside the dumpling. This stew of rice noodles and pork belly is cold-day comfort.
Tripe in sesame sauce is a change of pace. This cold dish has a nice mix of texture and forward flavor.
The Conch with Cucumber is a mistake. Not enough conch, too much cucumber, not enough of anything to make this better than blah.
A peasant dish, this Tofu Skin with green onion. I like it better with just a smear of black bean paste. The meat here carries the paste well though it’s a little bit salty.
Strips of fried pork because they don’t make sweet n’ sour. The dipping sauce is an unadorned seasoned salt, a surprisingly solid pairing.
The dish I always order, Sweet Potato with a hard sugar crust. They do an impressive job with the sugar strands - this many strands spin thinner than a spider is legit skill.
Good food in a part of the city I rarely see. A meal well enjoyed with so many people who matter, a meal well-eaten in a day well-spent.
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