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Fine dim sum this morning. It's the lunar new year, and HSF was serving things we'd never seen before. A kind of New Year's cake (those are rice noodles) unlike--and much tastier than--what usually goes by that name. Light and fresh, cooked up with scallions and not much else. Both water chestnut cakes, which I'd never had in New York before, and (tree) chestnut cakes, which we wound up with because the woman pushing the dim sum cart heard me mention my liking for water chestnut cakes as she was giving us turnip cake. And an assortment of shrimp dumplings, and a flaky pastry with sweet roast pork--the result of an inspired collision between French pastry and the standard roast pork bun.
Well fed, we walked over to the Chinatown Ice Cream Factory because Vicky wanted non-dim-sum dessert. As long as we were there, I got tangerine sorbet, which I ate as we wandered along Mott Street looking at bowls and waiting for the parade to start.
It was a very proper parade: a sunny day, plenty of room to stand and watch, with a band and floats and just people happy to be there. Dragon dancers, with the wonderful long costumes and the masks. Business groups. Parents of children from China. The All City High School band--which played "The Time Warp" but at entirely the wrong cadence to actually dance to. Just as well, perhaps. And, at the end, a bunch of people walking down the street because they wanted to be in a parade. Not politicians, not dressed up, just celebrating the new year, or enjoying being able to stroll down the normally very crowded streets of Chinatown.
Well fed, we walked over to the Chinatown Ice Cream Factory because Vicky wanted non-dim-sum dessert. As long as we were there, I got tangerine sorbet, which I ate as we wandered along Mott Street looking at bowls and waiting for the parade to start.
It was a very proper parade: a sunny day, plenty of room to stand and watch, with a band and floats and just people happy to be there. Dragon dancers, with the wonderful long costumes and the masks. Business groups. Parents of children from China. The All City High School band--which played "The Time Warp" but at entirely the wrong cadence to actually dance to. Just as well, perhaps. And, at the end, a bunch of people walking down the street because they wanted to be in a parade. Not politicians, not dressed up, just celebrating the new year, or enjoying being able to stroll down the normally very crowded streets of Chinatown.