I just discovered the best thing since red bean paste. No, better than red bean paste. It is called dark lotus paste, and it is the bestest most wonderfulest thing ever.
I just got back from a lovely lunch with my friend Josie. She has been working in Chinatown for a couple years, and yet this is only the second time we’ve had lunch together. And now she’s switching to a new company outside of the city. But lucky for me, we got our last Chinatown lunch in today. We had shabu-shabu at a place that Google doesn’t seem to know how to find.
I was following my directions on my phone, when I hear a familiar voice call my name. It was of course Josie, and she steered me in the opposite direction I was about to head. We were ushered upstairs, where we were alone for most of lunch. Lunch was awesome, chatting with Josie was awesome, and then she suggested we hit up a bakery before I walk back to work. I am so glad we did.
Josie ordered what she wanted, while I stood confused and in wonder. She helped me find my red bean paste ball thingies with sesame that I love, so I ordered a couple of those, and then decided to be brave. I got a custard bun and a dark lotus seed pie.
We parted ways – I should be working, after all – and on my walk back I decided to take a nibble. So I tried my lotus pie, and it was just so wonderful and decadent and I just simply love it. I wish I got 5.
I didn’t know!