There is no dim sum in Maui. Oh please, I love Dragon Dragon but I don’t count their five offerings off the menu–you need carts. So when I went home to Honolulu ( yes, I still call that home) I asked my good friend the PR Diva where I could get great dim sum? I expected the usual culprits…Happy Days Inn, Mei Sum, Golden..something (haha) however she named a restaurant near Chinatown that I had never heard of. Wanting to get my dim sum fix, of course I asked her to take me.
I arrived early (before our meeting time of 1:30pm) and was happy to claim a table…little did I know. The carts were going around but I really wanted to wait for the PR Diva because this time, I was ready to break out of my comfort zone and try the dishes that she suggested. After she arrived the waitress came over and actually took our order, luckily PR Diva requested the dim sum by their Chinese names which gave it more clout. There was confusion with the carts coming around and us saying we ordered certain things that never came however I did adventure out and try the chicken feet. Yes CoCo ate chicken feet–well I tried to eat it and I did however it was a good try.
Well I don’t know what the protocol on how long the dim sum service is but after a while the carts stopped coming. Then someone took away the condiments and after we did get more dishes I asked for more shoyu, mustard and hot sauce. The attendant brought three little dishes of each instead of bringing back the condiment tray. Ok, I feel you I have been a server wanting to get rid of customers and trying to do all my side duties like replenishing condiment trays for the next day…
We then noticed only one big party and us. So then we figured take the hint…the restaurant service was done…in the next 10 minutes, there were two other tables of 10. So enthralled in conversation, we didn’t really care. At this point we wanted dessert so we flagged down someone to order mini custard pies which I found out from PR Diva was called” dan tat”.
Well sister never came back–at this point we had been in deep conversation and then we looked around and saw that the woman we ordered from was sitting at that two other tables eating…yes the two other tables were all employees.
She never came back..it reminded me of a Seinfeld episode of the “Soup Nazi” No soup for you! Ok.. No “Dan tat for CoCo.” Oh well…and the people in the white shirts are all the employees!