Jecca Zane
Sandra 1Camy Shanghai Dumpling Restaurant
September 6th 2007 01:43
Adhering to Melbourne’s standard logistical procedure of placing items of interest back from any main thoroughfare is Camy Shanghai Dumpling Restaurant on Tattersalls lane.
I have suspected a colleague of mine to be on the payroll of this restaurant given the amount of times she has filled the post lunch lull with tales of cheap dumplings bobbing in soup. So I go today with a friend to see just what she has been bashing on about.
A lot can be said for a restaurant that presents a Spartan decor. One that fills its interior with just the basic requirements of serving food: Tables, chairs and the odd fluorescent print from 1986 that escaped incineration for places such as these. Just like a midget who can kick you in the head; looks can be deceiving.
We’re ushered up stairs with the softness of tax auditor and take the seat of a couple just leaving. I feel like soldiers relieving the day shift from their post.
The upper level is filled with all the usual city by day dwelling replicates: Obese men in black suits, crass women in pencil skirts yelling at each other over plates of heavily soyed noodles and Asian kids speaking to the waitress in their native tongues.
A laminated pink-paged menu lands on our table as the waitress who put it there floats of at the direction indicated by the barking maitre de. I scan the dumpling heavy menu, hence the name, for the recommended dish and find it for a cost of around $6: noodles, soup and 8 pork dumplings. We order two of them, and I leave my seat to inspect the urn bubbling behind me to see if it’s what I think it is. It is; Tea; Jasmine Tea.
A few moments expire and our waitress has returned with two steaming bowls of broth, noodles, an indiscriminate green vegetable and sixteen dumplings between us.
I wondered how all these dumplings the Camy Shanghai Dumpling Restaurant took its name from were constructed. Were they made to order? Surely not, every table in the room had at least ten dumplings on it. Were the chefs up nights tirelessly wrapping up pork and beef? Or maybe, just maybe there were a type of elf who specialised in dumpling construction. Like an Umpa Lumpa but spicier.
How ever they do it. They do it well. Good food, memorable service and for $11.60 for two people. There's is only one place I'll be going for dumpling if I'm jingling through China Town with a pocket of change: Camy Shanghai Dumpling Restaurant
I have suspected a colleague of mine to be on the payroll of this restaurant given the amount of times she has filled the post lunch lull with tales of cheap dumplings bobbing in soup. So I go today with a friend to see just what she has been bashing on about.
A lot can be said for a restaurant that presents a Spartan decor. One that fills its interior with just the basic requirements of serving food: Tables, chairs and the odd fluorescent print from 1986 that escaped incineration for places such as these. Just like a midget who can kick you in the head; looks can be deceiving.
We’re ushered up stairs with the softness of tax auditor and take the seat of a couple just leaving. I feel like soldiers relieving the day shift from their post.
The upper level is filled with all the usual city by day dwelling replicates: Obese men in black suits, crass women in pencil skirts yelling at each other over plates of heavily soyed noodles and Asian kids speaking to the waitress in their native tongues.
A laminated pink-paged menu lands on our table as the waitress who put it there floats of at the direction indicated by the barking maitre de. I scan the dumpling heavy menu, hence the name, for the recommended dish and find it for a cost of around $6: noodles, soup and 8 pork dumplings. We order two of them, and I leave my seat to inspect the urn bubbling behind me to see if it’s what I think it is. It is; Tea; Jasmine Tea.
A few moments expire and our waitress has returned with two steaming bowls of broth, noodles, an indiscriminate green vegetable and sixteen dumplings between us.
I wondered how all these dumplings the Camy Shanghai Dumpling Restaurant took its name from were constructed. Were they made to order? Surely not, every table in the room had at least ten dumplings on it. Were the chefs up nights tirelessly wrapping up pork and beef? Or maybe, just maybe there were a type of elf who specialised in dumpling construction. Like an Umpa Lumpa but spicier.
How ever they do it. They do it well. Good food, memorable service and for $11.60 for two people. There's is only one place I'll be going for dumpling if I'm jingling through China Town with a pocket of change: Camy Shanghai Dumpling Restaurant
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