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Tuesday, April 19, 2011
THE SCENT OF FRYING GARLIC
SEATTLE - “I love how this neighborhood smells like garlic,†said a friend as we walked from Stumptown coffee down into the International District.
Coffee and frying garlic - what a nice way to lead into dim sum.
We’d tried to get into Harbor City last time I was in town only to be discouraged by the line at the door on a Sunday morning. Today, our group of eight got there early and waited it out.
Moments after tea is poured and my nephew Eli is installed in his booster chair, the first cart arrives - hum bow (pork bun), salty long beans, broccoli rabe, shu mai, fried calamari just need to have their little bamboo steamer opened and showed to our crowd to start a “Yes†chorus.
There’s something about dim sum that makes you forget that more will come if you wait. Whoever thought of the dim sum cart was a business genius: seat the hungry customer then immediately wave hot, fresh food under their nose. You may have a little mountain of dumplings in front of you, but would you like an order of sticky rice with meltingly good meat?
Hell, yes!
Count on $10-20
Harbor City Restaurant – MAP
707 S King St.
Seattle
(206) 621-2228
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