That because the masses know about a poky little 20-odd seater Cantonese restaurant in King’s Cross, the one serving impeccable handmade dim sum, eye-wateringly pungent garlic-fried morning glory, and roasted duck that’s sometimes as moist and melt-in-your-mouth as any bird you’ve eaten (and other times not nearly that level), that it’s probably not worth going on about anymore. It’s an NME-era hangup about the coolest band and the best (see, rarest) unreleased, barely-listenable demo track found on Carl Barât’s early noughties MiniDisk player. This appreciation quota is a bit of a teenage hangover that everyone, once in a while, suffers from. Get in the way of an angry Scouser’s dinner at your peril. That now your mum, her neighbour and the fella at the barbers knows about their glistening £9 mountains of soft and savoury beef ho fun, that a restaurant’s quota for appreciation has been filled. The problem is that there’s a school of thought that once a restaurant, even one as modest and consistent as Dim Sum & Duck, has reached this echelon of hype, that praise is somehow less worthwhile. Enormous chunks of prawn the size of a baby’s fist bobbing about in a salty pork broth. The wontons in soup were pretty good too. Incidentally, that night, the crispy chilli beef was a lurid-tasting masterclass. And it’s part and parcel of recommending restaurants. The last time we ate at Dim Sum & Duck it was a Tuesday night, there was a hungry queue of people snaking down the pavement and a mildly flustered Liverpudlian desperately trying to book one of their ten or so tables inside for a week in advance because “their phone always rings out”. We devoured it, we went across the road to the offy for more drinks, and then we ordered more. Rich and delicate xiaolongbao, slippery cheung fun, artful prawn and chive dumplings. Outside dining was the only option in May 2021 and so too was BYOB from across the road. The sun was setting tangerine and lilac down King’s Cross Road, James Turrell-ing all three empty tables outside the Cantonese restaurant.
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She was pleading for help to free her husband underneath the car.The first time we ate at Dim Sum & Duck it was a Wednesday evening.
He was a pedestrian walking with his wife, passing by the restaurant. What the Eng family had discovered was, the injured man was not one of the customers. The third was a man lying under the car and whose leg was sliced with broken glasses from the restaurant’s shelf.
The other two seriously injured was a woman who was pinned behind the car’s body. There were four to five customers in the restaurant. The staff told Eng that other than her swollen leg caused by a dim sum cart that hit her leg, the X-ray showed that she was fine.Īt the time of the accident, two staff members worked at the counter and seven people were inside the kitchen, including Eng’s husband. Her whole family has reviewed the videos numerous times, and they solved another mystery.Īs of press time, Harborview Hospital said, “one male remains at Harborview in satisfactory condition and three others have been discharged.”Įng said one of four in the hospital was her staff member, who was released shortly after arriving. There are four surveillance cameras at her restaurant, three on the outside and one inside. “Three people were injured and not seven,” said Eng, who has based her information on her restaurant’s video cameras.
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