You walk west to the end of the street. There is a fast-casual dim sum restaurant here, which smells lovely. On the other side of the intersection is a flower shop, but it appears to be closed today. Across the street are trolley tracks, and past that is a dog park. You can go north, south, east, west, or into the restaurant.
You enter the restaurant and, without even looking at the menu, begin ordering at the counter. The cashier, who you imagine is the owner’s daughter, is baffled by your perfect Cantonese pronunciation. She responds in English with the price and tells you it will be 12-15 minutes.
Fifteen minutes later, you are sitting at a table holding chopsticks and staring down three steamer baskets of dumplings. The street outside is clogged with ambulances, police, and screaming mourners, but that just means you have the restaurant all to yourself. The owner’s daughter replaces your teapot with a fresh pot of oolong.
You enter the restaurant and, without even looking at the menu, begin ordering at the counter. The cashier, who you imagine is the owner’s daughter, is baffled by your perfect Cantonese pronunciation. She responds in English with the price and tells you it will be 12-15 minutes.
Fifteen minutes later, you are sitting at a table holding chopsticks and staring down three steamer baskets of dumplings. The street outside is clogged with ambulances, police, and screaming mourners, but that just means you have the restaurant all to yourself. The owner’s daughter replaces your teapot with a fresh pot of oolong.
Walk west
You walk west to the end of the street. There is a fast-casual dim sum restaurant here, which smells lovely. On the other side of the intersection is a flower shop, but it appears to be closed today. Across the street are trolley tracks, and past that is a dog park. You can go north, south, east, west, or into the restaurant.
The sound of the tram is behind you now.
What do you do? _
Eat some dim sum.
You enter the restaurant and, without even looking at the menu, begin ordering at the counter. The cashier, who you imagine is the owner’s daughter, is baffled by your perfect Cantonese pronunciation. She responds in English with the price and tells you it will be 12-15 minutes.
Fifteen minutes later, you are sitting at a table holding chopsticks and staring down three steamer baskets of dumplings. The street outside is clogged with ambulances, police, and screaming mourners, but that just means you have the restaurant all to yourself. The owner’s daughter replaces your teapot with a fresh pot of oolong.
GAME OVER
DUMPLING ENDING (2/?)
Final score 160/150
This is an amazing string of comments. I look forward to crossing paths again
Enter restaurant
You enter the restaurant and, without even looking at the menu, begin ordering at the counter. The cashier, who you imagine is the owner’s daughter, is baffled by your perfect Cantonese pronunciation. She responds in English with the price and tells you it will be 12-15 minutes.
Fifteen minutes later, you are sitting at a table holding chopsticks and staring down three steamer baskets of dumplings. The street outside is clogged with ambulances, police, and screaming mourners, but that just means you have the restaurant all to yourself. The owner’s daughter replaces your teapot with a fresh pot of oolong.
GAME OVER
DUMPLING ENDING (2/?)
Final score 160/150
I don’t know what I just witnessed, but I’m here for it