Tonight we had dinner at
Joe's Shanghai, a Chinatown mainstay on Pell Street known for their
xiao long bao, or soup dumplings. It was crowded as usual, and since they don't take reservations, we had to wait outside for a while and eavesdrop on other people's conversations (which would have been more fun if the people standing closest to us weren't all speaking Russian).
Once we got in, we barely needed to look at the menu -- Sarah always orders the jellyfish, and I always order the dumplings. Everything was predictably yummy.
On the walk home, we were stopped on the street by three women dressed for a Friday night out. "Do you know where I can find Double Happiness?" one of them asked us. We were doubly sad to tell her that we didn't know.
Tonight we had dinner at Joe's Shanghai, a Chinatown mainstay on Pell Street known for their xiao long bao, or soup dumplings. It was crowded as usual, and since they don't take reservations, we had to wait outside for a while and eavesdrop on other people's conversations (which would have been more fun if the people standing closest to us weren't all speaking Russian).
Once we got in, we barely needed to look at the menu -- Sarah always orders the jellyfish, and I always order the dumplings. Everything was predictably yummy.
On the walk home, we were stopped on the street by three women dressed for a Friday night out. "Do you know where I can find Double Happiness?" one of them asked us. We were doubly sad to tell her that we didn't know.
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