Taking One for the Team

MC TChu and I are nothing if not consummate team players in the game of Gastronomy.

(Wow, that sentence holds way more promise than this entry actually entails.)

A couple of months ago, TChu and I talked about not having yum cha'ed for a very long time. Then I had some dim sum. He had some dim sum. We had some weeknight dim sum. I had dim sum three times in a span of a month. Even for me, that was extreme. I announced to all my friends that (sorry, VDu) I was out of commision for at least another month. The pai gwat would just have to wait.

But the pai gwat is a persistent cut of meat and my resolve against it useless. Last week, Ellie and TChu tossed out the idea of Sunday dim sum. I had no choice but to consent. And then Alex called up and asked if I would dim sum on Saturday. Here's the thing. If I was weak against pai gwat, I'm a mere puddle against Alex. It's impossible to say 'no' to the lady. But I thought, if I'm going down, TChu is coming with me. So there we were at Hei La Moon yesterday, having been dim sum'med out weeks earlier, sipping tea, hailing carts, eating, and laughing, knowing full well that we had another long day of this ahead of us. Not much ties us in common (Jesus, Bo', disdain for hippies), but give us a kid from BCF, a chance for food and fellowship, and that's an offer we can't say no to, no matter how many spareribs we have to chew through.

PS. I could really use some salt and pepper shrimp in my system. Anyone?