A couple of weeks ago I received an email from one of the giants of dim sum – Royal China. *Bows*
“Dear Poppy…” went the email, but my eyes had already glazed over dreaming of pork puffs, squid balls (tee hee) and prawn dumplings… *sigh*
“Dear Poppy, (am back in the room) we’d like you to come and eat our amazingly amazing dim sum please.”
I paraphrase, but you get the gist. Now, I in no way am a Dim Sum Master, but my friends Ben and Gemma are. The three of us arranged to meet at 2pm at Royal China, Queensway, (which has been around for 20 years – it’s the real deal.) I debated camping outside the night before to ensure I didn’t miss it, but instead decided to just pay very close attention to the time and NOT BE LATE like a normal person.
We were there on the dot and whisked to our table by a lovely waitress who, with her speedy crew looked after us the whole time we were there; our teapot was never empty and there were never any empty plates on the table – they were super duper great. The restaurant was warm and buzzy with a soft glow about it… there were business meetings happening, dates and friendly meet-ups… Everyone seems to love dim sum, (which actually means ‘touch the heart.’ Lovely.)
To say we were excited is a bit of an understatement – we were not the cool gang in the room. We were the wide eyed, bouncy, ridiculously happy LET’S TRY EVERYTHING gang – not cool. (But really fun).
I left Ben and Gemma in charge of the menu and they did a sterling job of ordering for us.
They started by ordering nine dishes (dims? sums?), including all of the above and all of the below…
It was all amazing and very very VERY delicious. Not a single dim or sum was left – we polished off the lot. I really enjoy eating in this way – little mouthfuls and small portions. It gives my tummy a chance to catch up with my usually massive eyes which are inevitably too big for my tum. I was comfortably full. So we decided to order dessert.
Then I was really full and found myself no longer being able to talk in cohesive sentences. While Ben laughed and pointed at me, Gemma decided to order more Har Kau, (prawn dumplings). A bit back-to-front seeing as we’d already had dessert, but if the waitress thought we were loonytunes, she did not let on.
After we left, we went for a wander in Hyde Park in the unexpected and glorious sun. We chatted about this and that, watched the children feeding the swans and we busted some moves in the sunshine.
We visited Royal China on Queensway, but you’ll find them in other places, such as Canary Wharf, Fulham and Baker Street…