A pearl of a place to eat
There's a reference-standard place in Boston's Chinatown to go for dim sum
on a Sunday morning, the delicious Asian alternative for brunch.
all of a block and a half in from the famous "Arch" gateway into the
In case you don't know, Dim Sum is a wide selection of small snack-like
items, similar to tapas, some like pastries and some like dumplings and
some like spring-rolls ... and some that are just plain weird.
Many items are steamed, and served right in the little metal steamers
they were just cooked in.
The "sesame covered lightbulbs" near center are sweet bean-paste buns,
and one of my favorites.
Over the last few times I've been to the Pearl I slipped a pair of "flats" into my back pocket but never took them out -- the management appears to not care either way, rarely even looks down. This speaks volumes to the authenticity of the establishment's culture and values -- in contrast to a more "americanized" Chinese restaurant I frequent in the 'burbs, and whose management insists on shoes in the typical ignorant fashion. Chinatown restaurants have far more genuineness about them. The people who may not have grown up here or did so under alternative types of culture have not been subjected as deeply to the uniquely American nonsense about bare feet being bad somehow, possibly grew up frequently barefoot themselves, and don't see any point in griping about it.
On a recent visit a large group of us got seated at one of the big tables up on a small raised platform, with a couple of steps leading up. The maitre-d' ushered us into the area and briefly pointed down toward the steps as I was coming up, saying something like "watch yourself", and that was the only possible reference to the state of my feet. No problem at all, apparently, and we had a lovely time stuffing ourselves with yummies -- without our feet stuffed into confinement.
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