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Urban Decay Eyeshadow Primer Potion

Urban Decay Eyeshadow Primer PotionUrban Decay Eyeshadow Primer Potion is the best. I am forever sad that I can no longer find it in the massive, make-up artist supply sized tubes Sephora used to sell it in.

My friend Sarah recommended this product to me. Actually, to be specific, I had mentioned my annoyance at having an eyeshadow crease show up around mid-day, every day. She recommended that I use an eye primer.

We stopped in at Sephora and settled on Urban Decay’s primer because it had the prettiest packaging. Perhaps that makes us sound shallow, but I have used Urban Decay products before and have never been disappointed.

Urban Decay Eyeshadow Primer Potion is no exception.

I am always a bit skeptical when someone tells me that something is a complete cure-all for anything. However, this stuff actually works. To prove my point: I initially wrote this post on June 30, 2010 and I am editing it now, on September 7, 2016 and my feelings about this product have not changed a single bit.

Just look! This is a shot of one day without the Primer Potion and one day with. Same exact makeup, same application, same amount of wear:

Good-bye, crease! Farewell, fall-off! Eyeshadow stays in place and looks just like it did when you put it on — all day! What I liked best was that the primer doesn’t feel like anything on my skin. I don’t wear any foundation or cream based make-up, because I don’t like the weighted feeling of it. I’ve tried other primers since my initial purchase of the UD Primer, but found most to be tacky on my eyelids. The UD Primer always goes on weightless.

A small bit of the Primer is all it takes to last a full day. Though it’s a bit steep at $20.00, the amount of use you get from one tube is decent.

Urban Decay often runs a sale on these for $10, so you can try to catch that, as well. Occasionally, Macy’s will do the same. If you sign up for UD Beauty Junkies, you always get free shipping. UD Beauty Junkies also earn pointes toward future purchases on every dollar spent. You can just rack up points for Primer, (not a bad idea, honestly).

I highly recommend Urban Decay Eyeshadow Primer Potion to anyone who wears eye makeup. I’d especially recommend it to anyone who has this creasing issue — it’s at least worth a try.

I should probably point out that nobody paid me for this (though I feel like that’s obvious). I just really liked this product.

Fear of Flying (and Why I Love the Window Seat)

Whenever I talk to people about travel, one of the first things that comes up is that I used to have a fear of flying. I don’t know where, exactly, the fear came from. My brother used to say it was because I saw the movie La Bamba when I was younger and the plane crash scared me. I guess that may have contributed to it a little bit. I’ve always attributed my fear to a vague memory I have in my child-brain of seeing a sad news story. It was about a little girl who’d been the only one in her family to survive a plane crash. After many years and some research, I’m pretty sure this story was not actually what I remember it to be. Never the less, whatever I watched that day, left me with an almost life-long fear of flying.

Twice a year, my family would either drive or take Amtrak down to Florida to visit my grandparents. We were in four Amtrak accidents and made countless overnight car trips. Even with three siblings, I was unwilling to shorten the voyage down to two hours by getting into a plane.

Every now and then, I would summon up all my courage, go to my mom and say “I think we should fly to Florida this year.” When she’d stop whatever she was doing, turn to me and ask “Are you sure?” I’d always take a few seconds and then, unfailingly, say “No, never mind.”

The thing about my fear was that, after a while, it molded itself into something different. Almost a habit, or an excuse: “Come visit me.“I can’t. I’m afraid to fly.”  It was my default response for all things regarding travel. People came to visit me, but if I couldn’t get there by car or train, I wasn’t returning the kindness.

Despite my fear, I had a growing desire to travel. Italy (specifically Venice) was at the top of my growing “Places I Need to Go” list. I had maps of Italy pinned up on my bedroom walls. I had books and CDs on learning to speak Italian. It was getting a bit silly. Eventually, I wound up making a deal with myself (and anyone who asked me to travel somewhere): I’d fly, but my first flight HAD to be to Italy. After that, I’d fly anywhere, but Italy first.

Hey, it had to be something worth it for me to go through with the plan.

This became my new default, (’cause trips to Italy don’t just happen overnight for me). My response was now: “Sorry, I’m afraid to fly… but if I’m going to Italy, I’ll try to get over it.” After making several trips out from California to visit me in New York, a friend finally decided she’d had enough of the “I have to go to Italy first” speech. After another failed attempt to get me out to California, she decided that we should go to Italy together. Then, according to my own rules, I would be able to fly out to visit her.

We began planning our trip. Our initial plan was for Italy (Venice, Florence, and Rome), Paris, and London, but with work schedules, we only had about two weeks to fit it all in. Rather than limit ourselves to only two days in each city, we decided to leave London for another time. In the end, I agreed to fly into Paris (it was more cost efficient to do so) and our final plan wound up being fifteen days, two countries: 5 days in Paris, 3 days in Venice, 4 in Florence, 3 in Rome.

It didn’t seem real to me until I received all my travel documents in the mail. Plane tickets, hotel vouchers, trains between the different cities. It was happening. I was actually going to get over my 27 year fear of flying by taking a 6-hour flight over an ocean. More importantly, I was actually going to see Venice.

Rather than continuously trying to make this post shorter, I’m just going to divide it into a short series of posts with some photo excerpts from my travels. Hopefully, someone will find it interesting!

Stay tuned for the next installment!

You Sat Across From Me

Back Then (2010):

Although I occasionally go through covetous moments of Android and iPhone envy, I think it’s safe to say that I’m a Blackberry person. The thought of having to use a touch screen to text is incredibly off-putting for me. That said, I’m a big fan of the iPhone camera. I’ve always hoped Apple would do the right thing by us non-iPhone users and stick that awesome camera into the iPod. When they finally got around to it, we got stuck with the piece of crap that was stuffed (inexplicably) into the Nano the year before.

Luckily, I happen to have a friend who is an iPhone user. She was upgrading to the iPhone 4 and was willing to simply give away her old iPhone 3G. In exchange for lunch, I got what has become a glorified iPod Touch. No 3G. No service unless there’s WiFi, but damn it, there is a camera and Hipstamatic is installed. I named him Sexy Beast.

The iPhone camera has allowed me to do something that I’ve always found a bit daunting – photograph strangers without them knowing I’m doing so. I started a set on Flickr back when I first got the phone, and have been slowly adding to it.

Recently, I thought it might be nice to create a little Tumblog out of the idea, so I spent some time last night throwing it all together and now I’d love to share it:

You Sat Across From Me: A Subway Series

And Now (2017):

I’ve sinced moved to the iPhone platform. I’ve also migrated You Sat Across From Me over to Instagram, where I continue to cultivate this photograph series. I still maintain the Tumblog, though not as frequently anymore. You can find all of the original photos on Instagram. I make all new posts to Instagram, as well.

It’s been an interesting study to look back on, and continues to be a fun exercise.

Giving Thanks

Family Matters

This Thanksgiving, I’m giving thanks for my younger brother, who always manages to make me laugh. Below is a scan of a quiz he took during his first year at NYU. He hadn’t been to the class in a few days and showed up on the day of a pop quiz. Rather than bowing out and taking the resulting zero, he stayed and took the quiz. His wise ass answers don’t bother to hide the fact that he was unprepared. I’ve had this scan for about 9 years now. This is one of my favorite things and is, perhaps, one of the best ways for me to describe my brother. This is an introduction to my brother’s sarcastic humor for people who have not met him.

I still laugh every time I see this quiz.

On Times Square

Times Square vs. New Yorkers

I had the unfortunate experience of passing through Times Square this evening on my way home. As I shoved my way through the never-ending crowd of slowly wandering tourists, I thought about why I often will go around my ass to get to my elbow (so to speak) to avoid having to walk through Times Square.

A note to tourists and NYC visitors who’ve never been to the city’s most infamous square: If you are considering stopping by — don’t.

Okay, okay, I realize you’ll probably do it anyway, so here’s some advice: Don’t.

All right, for real:

Yes, it is one of those things you’ll have to see if you visit New York city. Most New Yorkers that you find in Times Square don’t actually want to be there — we go only when we absolutely have to. If we work there, need something from Toys R Us (God help us), or randomly want to spend $30 on a burger from TGI Fridays. We also go when a friend from out of town comes to visit and says: OMG I have to go to Times Square!!!

Dear out of town visitors,

Please know that as soon as you said those words, the heart of the poor New Yorker you’re visiting sunk through the floor. Yes, that’s right. Up until that very moment, your host thought they might escape it. That just maybe, you were one of the few people who’d have a blast seeing all of the non-tourist trap spots in NYC. Instead, you’ve killed a tiny bit of their soul and for every second you spend in Times Square, a little more of their soul will die.

New Yorkers do not like Times Square. Why? Because tourists LOVE it. It is dirty and overcrowded with people who don’t know where or how to walk in Manhattan. It is impossible to navigate without being knocked around or stalled by 30 people stopping to take a photo of (for some reason) the American Eagle digital billboard.

So you’re planning on going anyway, right? And you want to know when might be a good time to go in order to avoid this mess? Well, I have an answer for you!

Never.

This is the constant reality of Times Square. It is never a crowd-free, pleasant place to take a stroll. If you’re going with a camera, be prepared for the other 29 people who’ll be taking the same photo as you at the same time. Know that you will be in at least 10 other photos as you pass through. You’ll also, most definitely, be constantly jostled around. If you’re carrying bags, this will be even worse. Your bags will undoubtedly get caught on the bags of other people and there will be a nasty quest to untangle yourself without getting pulled into the throng.

If none of this deterred you, do yourself a favor — avoid Fridays and Saturdays. Avoid them like the plagues that they are on this area. There’s no point in going, because there is no place to stand. You will be taken by the masses and dragged away into an oblivion of cameras, shopping bags, and people.

If you must go, then be sure to adopt a strong ‘elbows out’ walk. Plow through, hope for the best.

One other bit of advice — do not eat in Times Square! You’ll pay triple what you’d pay if you looked for a place a few avenues over and a few streets up or down. Olive Garden, Friday’s, Bubba Gump, and Hard Rock Cafe are all chains. That means you can find them all over the place. A burger at Friday’s in Times Square is the same burger you get at Friday’s at home. If you want to pay a ridiculous price for a burger, I hear Minetta Tavern has a good one*. See more of the city! Restaurant row is on 8th Avenue in the Theater District — much better food and much more variety. You could also hop the subway (or taxi) down to Little Italy and Chinatown or the East Village. Trust me, you’ll eat better.

*Disclaimer: I’ve never been to Minetta Tavern, I’ve just always heard that have a really amazing burger.

A Life List?

I’ve been on the hunt for a good, yet pretty camera bag recently. This has, sadly, become a figurative hunt, because I can’t afford to go buy milk right now, let alone drop more than $100 on a camera bag – I guess a little wishful thinking never really hurt anyone… much.

I’m really in love with these gorgeous Ephiphanie bags by Maile Wilson. They’re pretty much exactly what I’d want in a camera bag. Maybe someday, I’ll be able to afford one… and by then, she’ll have created 30 more that I want. Hah.

Anyway, from stumbling across the Epiphanie site, I also stumbled across Maile’s personal blog which had an entry of her “life list,” which I suppose could also be called a “Things To Do Before I Die” list. Somewhere in my head, I have one of those and I thought it’d be kind of cool to jot it down somewhere and (hopefully) be able to come back and tick things off as the years go by. I’ve decided to include things I’ve already done, because quite simply, the list has been in my head for years and I feel it’d be short changing it somehow if I didn’t include the fact that I’ve actually accomplished some of the things that would have been on it either way. Also to note – I’m pretty sure that a large percentage of this list will be things involving travel and photography. That said, here we go:

    1. Live in Venice, Italy for a significant amount of time
    2. Visit Venice Italy and see the flooding of St. Mark’s Square
    3. Photograph Bhutan and its people
    4. Photograph the Pyramids and the markets of Egypt
    5. Photograph the Neon Graveyard in Las Vegas as of May, 2012! (See the photos at ThatLalaGirl.com!)
    6. Own a Canon 5D Mark II
    7. Learn to scuba dive
    8. Cage dive
    9. Cage dive with Great White Sharks
    10. Go on a photo expedition to Svalbard
    11. See the Moai at Ahu Tongariki on Easter Island
    12. Have dinner at Babbo in New York City as of September 5, 2011!
    13. Hug Bono
    14. See U2 live in an outdoor stadium
    15. Photograph the Red Hook Grain Terminal from the inside
    16. Photograph the morgue in Building 23 of Pilgrim State Pysch
    17. Have a photograph featured in a gallery exhibition as of September 21, 2010!
    18. Have my own gallery exhibition
    19. Have a photo published in a book
    20. Get paid to have a photo(s) published in a book
    21. See Hieronymus Bosch’s “The Garden of Earthly Delights” at Museo del Prado
    22. See René Magritte’s “The Treachery of Images” at LACMA as of May, 2012! (See the photos on Flickr!)
    23. See Leonardo da Vinci’s “Last Supper” at Convent of Sta. Maria delle Grazie
    24. See Pablo Picasso’s “Guernica” at Museo Reina Sofia
    25. See Raphael’s “School of Athens” at The Vatican
    26. Photograph Highgate Cemetery in England
    27. Photograph Staglieno Cemetery in Genoa as of September 26, 2010!
    28. Visit Cinque Terre as of September 26, 2010!
    29. Learn how to make Soup Dumplings (and successfully make them)
    30. Get a tattoo
    31. Learn to speak Italian fluently
    32. Learn to speak Spanish fluently
    33. Be 100% financially secure
    34. Do a photoshoot with my mom and grandma
    35. Read every book I’ve acquired and never read
    36. Watch every film I’ve acquired and never watched
    37. Get a Dr. Fish pedicure in South Korea
    38. Go to Carnival in Venice
    39. Go to Carnival in Rio
    40. Own a Siberian Husky
    41. See the Northern Lights
    42. Walk in 4-inch heels without being terrified of killing myself or breaking an ankle
    43. Develop my own photos in a darkroom again done in my kitchen sink – totally counts!
    44. Visit the Great Wall of China
    45. Visit the Taj Mahal
    46. Learn to dance
    47. Skydive
    48. Photograph the Fushimi Inari Taisha in Kyoto
    49. Photograph the Itsukushima Shrine in Itsukushima
    50. Photograph Saint Basil’s Cathedral in The Red Square
    51. Scuba dive in Great Barrier Reef
    52. Visit Israel
    53. Hold a baby orangutan
    54. Ride an elephant
    55. Pet a tiger
    56. Visit Thailand
    57. Take a road trip through the American Southwest Done, in part, December 2016! Pics coming soon!
    58. Visit South America Done, as of February 2013 (Buenos Aires & Uruguay! – See the photos on Flickr!)
    59. Adopt a pet and give it a good life Done, as of March 28, 2016! Follow @alittlepretzel on Instagram!
    60. Own a Canon 85mm f1.2L II
    61. Own a Canon 24-70mm f/2.8L Lens
    62. Have a photo studio of my own
    63. Publish a book of photographs
    64. Cruise the Arctic
    65. Make my own pasta as of September 28, 2010!
    66. Eat paella in Barcelona
    67. Photograph the cemeteries of New Orleans
    68. Visit my friends in California Half done (visited Ashlyn in LA) as of May, 2012! (See the photos on Flickr!)
    69. Own a Zero Image Wooden Pinhole Camera
    70. See Eddie Izzard perform live
    71. Visit The Wizarding World of Harry Potter in Orlando Done as of December, 2011 (See the photos on Flickr!)
    72. Do something that would have made my grandpa really happy
    73. Own a Mac desktop As of January 5, 2011!!!
    74. Fully understand ActionScript
    75. Fully understand PHP
    76. See an opera at La Scala
    77. Learn to ski
    78. Knit a hat
    79. Own my own business
    80. Visit Santorini
    81. Visit the Holocaust Museum in Washington DC Done as of January 2013! Photos to come!
    82. Make my own Ice Cream
    83. Visit Machu Picchu
    84. Stay at a resort where I can literally jump into the ocean from my room
    85. Learn to speak Hebrew fluently
    86. Photograph my grandmother and her sister My Auntie Ann passed away before I had a chance to do this. 
    87. Visit Cuba
    88. Set foot on all seven continents (Africa, Antarctica, Asia, Australia, Europe, North America, South America)
    89. Be successful/diligent as a blogger (again)
    90. Learn how to properly use my Holga and get good results from it and developed the photos myself!
    91. Find out the name of the book my grandmother used to read to me when I was little (the one with the girls on the swings in the upper corner of the page!)
    92. Go in a deep sea diving vessel and see the ocean floor
    93. Have my own vegetable garden
    94. Learn to make perfect macarons
    95. Visit France (again)
    96. Drive a Lamborghini
    97. Go on an Alaskan cruise
    98. Visit Auschwitz
    99. Own my own home
    100. Accomplish at least half the things on this list

 

Dinner at Del Posto

A few weeks ago, my friend Reg and I were talking about restaurants and food. I mentioned that I’d really been wanting to go to the very high-end Batali/Bastianich owned Del Posto. Imagine my happiness when Reg said that she’d been really wanting to go there as well!

Being typical, non-wealthy New York City folk, this isn’t something we can both afford to do very often. However, we decided to treat ourselves to a fancy shmancy dinner and booked a reservation for an early Sunday dinner.

We were seated at a table facing the front room of the restaurant. The whole place is very classy — dark wood and rich tones. The staff were all impeccably dressed. Our table had throw pillows — cushioned back support. Insanity.

Amuse-bouches

We ordered two Bellinis to start. As we toasted to our fabulousness, we were presented with a selection of amuse-bouches. I, unfortunately, cannot remember the exact description of all of them, but clockwise from the top left, we had: a delicious gazpacho rimmed with spices, a smoked salmon salad with chips, and some sort of magic coated with fried polenta.

Dinner at Del Posto — Amuse-bouches From the Chef

Each of these was delicious, though Reg found the gazpacho to be a bit salty. We cleaned our plates (minus the gazpacho for Reg) and our exceptionally friendly and informative waitress came to take our order.

Breads & Spreads

There were so many things on this menu that I wanted to try, but I know my own budget. I also know how much I love Italian desserts, so I limited myself to the salad and pasta section. Reg opted for Fried Calamari and a pasta dish so we’d be able to share. In the meantime, the servers brought some fresh bread to the table, along with two small spreads — sweet cream butter and lardo.

Dinner at Del Posto — Breads and spreads

Yes, at Del Posto, you can eat your bread with spreadable pig fat… and it is fabulous. AND, if you finish it, they bring refills! (I have to assume finishing any portion of lardo is ill advised. However, if you think about it, how often are you going to eat it? We told ourselves it was okay. Just this once.) The bread selection was also lovely. There was a roll with Kalamata olives that was to die for. I feel it should be noted: I do not like olives.

Appetizers

Our appetizers arrived not too long after the order was placed. My salad, the Insalata Primavera Della Terra, looked like a piece of artwork. Everything was so colorful and fresh that you could smell the crispness coming off of it.

Dinner at Del Posto — A lovely salad and calamari

The calamari was, perhaps, the best I’ve ever had. Reg described it as “literally popping in your mouth.” This was an apt description. The spice and capers were a terrific addition to the overall flavor. My salad was incredibly fresh. The Sheep’s Milk Ricotta dressing was hidden in little caves created by the different sections of greens. It added a nice surprise to each bite.

We took our time savoring the flavors and enjoying the ambiance. The servers politely cleared our plates away to make room for the pastas which were soon to be arriving.

Two Glorious Pastas

Reg had selected the Orecchiette with Lamb Shoulder Sausage, Crispy Morels & Minted Soybeans. After much deliberation and some input from our server, I had finally settled on the Ricotta Pansoti with Wild Asparagus & Black Truffles. Our server described each dish to us. All pastas are handmade and stuffed on the premises, daily. Believe me when I say: You can taste it.

Dinner at Del Posto — Two glorious pastas

Both pastas were flavored to perfection. True to his word, Batali’s pasta dishes focus on the pasta and not the sauce, allowing you to truly enjoy the flavor of the pasta and accompaniments. The chef’s use sauce sparingly — to add, to enhance, and to decorate — but not to drown. Reg’s lamb sausage was perfectly seasoned and the minted soybeans added a refreshing flavor to the dish. The pansoti was absolutely delicious, and the ricotta filling was light and filling at the same time.

We’d heard that the portions at Del Posto were small and disappointing, but found neither to be true. Of course, if you’re used to something like a never-ending pasta bowl at Olive Garden, and can actually eat more than one bowl, you’re going to be disappointed.

In true Italian fashion, Del Posto has a Primi and Secondi menu selection. In my trips to Italy, I’ve found that restaurants list pasta and risotto dishes as the “Primi” or first course. These are generally small (but not tiny, by any means) servings of pasta. The main course, or “Secondi” is a more substantial meat, poultry, or fish selection. This is reflected in both the serving size and the cost. Personally, I’m full by the time I finish a pasta dish of any size. I’m very much the type to order pasta as my main course. For the curious, we did see plenty of “Secondi” plates coming out of the kitchen, and they were quite substantial. If I ever have the good fortune of returning to Del Posto, I full intend to try the duck.

Two Delectable Desserts

We had no room for the second course… but we did save room for dessert! Reg selected a Chocolate Ricotta Tortino with Toasted Sicilian Pistachios and Extra Virgin Olive Oil Gelato. Having tasted Olive Oil gelato at Batali’s Otto restaurant, I knew this was a good choice. There were so many incredibly amazing options on this menu, but as soon as I saw the word “Tartufo,” I knew what I was getting. I’m a sucker for tartufo. I went with the Tartufo al Caffe with Dark Chocolate, Sant’Eustachio Coffee, and Candied Lemon.

As a New Yorker, I’m used to a sort of standardized version of Italian-American cuisine — the kind of thing you find in steakhouses and Little Italy. My dessert of choice at most family dinners is Tartufo. When I order Tartufo, I expect vanilla and chocolate ice cream in a hard chocolate shell, with a frozen maraschino cherry and some almond in the middle. The only time this has ever been different was when I visited the island of Burano in Venice in 2008. I ordered tartufo at a small Osteria, expecting my usual dessert. Instead, I received a powdered truffle covered serving of chocolate gelato.

Dinner at Del Posto — Two delectable desserts

Imagine my surprise (and delight!), when my Tartufo arrived. This was the same truffle covered type of creation I’d had in my favorite city in the world. Del Posto’s Tartufo was filled with creamy coffee flavored gelato. My dessert wasn’t pounded into a perfect snowball shape, but kind of blobby and misshapen, adorned with candied lemon and drizzled with chocolate. Both desserts were delectable.

Sweets to Soften the Blow

When we’d dabbed the last crumbs from our plates, the servers came and lifted them away. After asking if we’d like anything else, they presented us with our bill and a complimentary selection of cookies (yum!). I’ve never seen such a visually impressive bill before. Our tab came printed on restaurant letterhead, with cursive type, and folded like an invoice.

Dinner at Del Posto — Sweets to soften the blow

Our total bill was actually not nearly as bad as we’d feared. This is not to say it wasn’t high — but that was expected. The meal and experience were well worth the price.

Our server, continuing with her informative streak, let us know that if we checked out the Facebook page for Del Posto, we’d be able to watch videos of the chefs making the fresh pasta. We also learned that Del Posto currently has one of the greenest kitchens in Manhattan. The same rice oil used to fry the calamari is also used to power Joe Bastianich’s truck! On our way out, the Maître d’ chatted with us for a bit, asking us if we enjoyed our meals, where we’d traveled from, etc. He was very friendly and gave us each a box of two chocolate truffles before bidding us farewell.

Overall, I think Del Posto was an excellent choice for a fine dining experience. I recommend it to anyone who appreciates good food, good service, and an upscale atmosphere. Of course, it’s not an everyday, or even every week… or even every month kind of treat, but once in a blue, everyone should treat themselves to something nice, and this was a very nice treat.

Visit the Del Posto website.

Soup Dumplings, At Last

Last year, my friend Sarah introduced me to the wonder that is Dim Sum. Three of us went to Chinatown Brasserie, and ordered an insane smörgåsbord that included Soup Dumplings. Over about $200 and several hours later, I was officially a Dim Sum fan.

While the food was really delicious, the problem with Chinatown Brasserie is the price. The brasserie is a great place, and I loved it. It’s nice to go to for a special event, but Dim Sum isn’t supposed to cost $70 per person. Granted, there was alcohol involved, but subtract that and we’re still at about $50 each. I’ve been craving soup dumplings for over a year now. I’ve been to a few other Dim Sum spots, but none have had them on their menu.

A Chinatown Delight

Yesterday, I finally got my fix! My friend Reg and I discovered New Yeah Shanghai Deluxe. Tucked away on Bayard Street down in Chinatown, this gem is easy to miss unless you’re looking for it.

Soup Dumplings, At Last — Pork Soup Dumpling

We opted for the Pork Soup Dumplings over the pork and crab. From what I understand, this was the best decision ever. The pork had this incredible smokey flavor. The broth inside had a complementary smoked pork flavor. There were even bits of pork fat in it to add to the flavor.

Soup Dumplings, At Last — Dumpling Box

You get 8 soup dumplings for about $4.50 and it’s worth every penny. Especially since you pay $10 for the same 8 dumplings (or maybe fewer) at the Chinatown Brasserie.

We also tried the Steamed House Vegetable Dumping, which was fantastic with a very fresh taste. The veggies inside were bright and green and delicious. Sadly, I don’t have a photograph — maybe next time.

Lastly, we tried the Steamed Mushroom and Vegetable bun. This was our least favorite item, though not for lack of taste. I forgot that “bun” meant that everything would be stuffed into a VERY bready shell. It was a bit too much bread for either of us. The inside was just as delicious as that of the veggie dumpling, however. Fresh, green, yummy mushrooms.

Soup Dumplings, At Last — Steamed Mushroom and Vegetable Bun

…We left the buns behind.

All in all, this place was excellent. It’s a small, but decent size, very clean, and the service was efficient. Complementary tea, as with most Dim Sum restaurants, was on the table right away. The tea was also really good! No bitter after taste, even without sweetener! They also serve a small dish of roasted peanuts, which I’ve never seen done before, but was pretty cool.

Our bill was about $13.00 — not at all bad for the amount of food we received.