Dumpling Disappointment

I'm spoiled. Very spoiled. I'm a spoiled princess. Spoiled rotten -- at least when it comes to dumplings. Most definitely when it comes to dumplings.

So, I couldn't help but pout a bit in the City of Brotherly Love when Mama Vamp and her pal Christina joined me at Philadelphia's new Chinatown hole-in-the-wall-du-jour Dim Sum Garden for middling Shanghai Soup Dumplings (pictured above). They weren't dreadful. They just weren't...weren't...good enough -- at least not good enough for a spoiled dumpling princess.

Once you've done Shanghai for real, I guess there's simply no going back. Or if you are going to attempt to do so, at least take the 7 train to Flushing. An Amtrak to Philly just won't do.