Shangri-La

This morning I whispered in Mr. Right's ear "should I eat some cereal or do you want to go get Dim Sum?". When he said I just rocked his world, I took that to mean Dim Sum.

We headed off to Shangri-La with Princess in tow. Note to self: picky 10 year olds won't eat Dim Sum no matter how hungry they are. I thought cute little appetizers were a win win, turns out not so much.

But before we left, I had an interesting conversation when I called to see if we needed reservations, with a Chinese guy named Toby (really?).

Toby: Shangri-La

Me: Hi, do we need reservations for Dim Sum?

Toby: Not if you come now.

Me: Oh, how about at 12:30?

Toby: For how many?

Me: There are 3 of us.

Toby: no, we never take reservations

Me: k.... thanks?

It was yummy but the next time it will be just the two of us. There will be some research first too (did she say chicken feet?).