Dear Stomach: I'm Sorry (yet again?)

A colleague of ours recently mentioned how she loves Chinese food, but was actually referring to ginger beef. Queue the collective groans from all of us Asians. This would set in motion a plan to re-educate her on the finer points of authenticity in Asian food. And so today came to be, where we spent ten hours wandering around grazing at various spots in Chinatown and the Beltline on dim sum, egg waffles, white rabbit candies, HK style pastries, beers, Thai rolled ice cream, HK afternoon tea & snacks, more beers, and then a mountain of yakitori. I'm incredibly proud of the folks that stuck it through our entire itinerary. You guys (and your stomachs) deserve a round of applause... and beers.


The day's raison d'être: Hannah 'I Love Ginger Beef' needed to experience real Asian food.


Our first stop: dim sum at Silver Dragon.


White Rabbit candies, wrapped with edible rice paper. A staple in the memory of most young asian kids.


Stef accidentally drops her own candy. Much sadness.


HK style 'little egg waffles' from Hi-Tea.












HK Style Egg Tarts from Diamond Bakery.


A quick stop inside the Chinese Cultural Centre to check out the traditional architectural design of the ceiling.


Beers from the Barley Mill (NOT Asian, but that's cause there aren't any good Asian beer joints in town).


United Way staffers will get why this is funny. Everyone else will just judge the poor choice in beverage.




Freshly made Thai rolled ice cream at Sweet Tooth.










Afternoon tea from Calgary Court.




Deep fried French Toast with butter, syrup and condensed milk.




Beers at National on 17th (because Ming Asian Bistro and Bar wasn't open yet).




Grilled meats on sticks at Ke Charcoal Grill.








Ten hours after our first stop, these are the looks of some tired, but satisfied gluttons.