Mrs. B. had an office lunch a week or so ago (many people, many dishes) that everyone was happy with, so this evening we went en famille. Nothing actually bad, as in the many dim sum reports above, but a lot of singles and doubles; except for the room itself which, as others have noted, is lovely.
Service was quick and friendly, albeit with the occasional bump or skip---Waitress: Do you want rice now or later? Me: Now would be good. Waitress: OK, later. (Vanishes with Looney Tunes ricochet sound.)
Started with BBQ platter which included pork, duck, and pork belly. Pork belly was pretty amazing and very intense, as well as beautifully presented. (Caveat: my first time for pork belly.) Perfect cubes with a salty crackly top layer, unctuous delicate fat almost like aspic, then tender meat, all in a single bite.
The pork was the best after that, but only as good as it ought to be. Duck ok. A bit skimpy on meat, even for duck. The mound of granulated sugar as condiment was new to me and I had no idea what the intention for its use is, nor could I, even on reflection, figure out which of the three items might benefit from its application.
Singapore Noodles were 'meh.' When I've had them before they've been thin, but not the absolute thinnest noodles in the arsenal. And though it wasn't at all a wet or oily dish, there was a sauce presence. Here, the noodles were of the very thinnest, and the seasoning was more of a dusting than a saucing. A light prickle of heat, and turmeric were all I got out of it, so it was a strangely dry, 1.5-note dish with the shrimp and bits of pork and onion, not really adding much to liven things up.
Finally we opted for the MingHin special casserole, which the waiter described only as "seafood." And it was. Mixed seafood (shrimp, scallop, cuttlefish, somthing flat and flaky, and something in gelatinous honey-combed squares that seemed like a sort of tripe, along with whole garlic cloves and mushrooms). But again, mildly salty and with very little overall flavor or personality unless one collided directly with a garlic clove or slice of ginger. A more discerning palate might call it subtle or delicate, but I can't.
Paging through the menu, it seemed to me we might have done better working back to front, and getting some of the Hunan/Sichuan things. There really was nothing we had tonight that I would go back for, though I'd still like to try a bit more and see what happens. The office lunch had included stir fried string beans and even a fried rice that everyone raved about, so I'm able to believe that there may yet be gems to be mined there.
And it is a very nice room.
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