Li Feng took me out to lunch yesterday. She picked me up in her golden car. We sailed down Magill Road listening to Chinese music. Music makes you come down, she said.
At Ding Hao we looked at the menu list. You tick the boxes next to the dishes you want to try. Li Feng invited me to choose, so I made some tentative suggestions. If she said NO GOOD, I chose another thing.
By this method we settled on King Prawn Balls, Steamed Chinese Donut Rice Pastry, Peanut Combination Dumpling, Tiny Chicken Buns and Custard Tart, but we needed one more for a grand pigout.
So I pointed to the Spicy Chicken Feet. I can't exactly reproduce the train of thought that led me to do that. Perhaps it wasn't a train, exactly. But Spicy Chicken Feet were agreed upon.
Spicy Chicken Feet are not that bad. They are glutinous certainly, bony for sure, and there is precious little meat in them. They have a kind of rubber toy-like appearance. You pick one up with your chopsticks and then commence combat. The spicy taste is good.
After lunch Li Feng took me by the Chinese chicken shop in Chinatown. You can buy chicken feet here, she said, if you want, and cook them yourself. I said I would like to, another time.
At home I looked up the recipe for Spicy Chicken Feet. First, cut off the nails.......
Thursday, April 2, 2009
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