First dinner was to be somewhere in the vicinity of Chinatown. We usually go out with a vague short list of foods/restaurants, and let our feet instinct decide what and where.
The throngs and heat pretty much unchanged since our last visit. Like our C-town in San Francisco, the percentage of the masked were higher than general population.
So many goodies beckon, we decided dinner at Tiang Shian Claypot Porridge. TS shared a space and tables with a Hainan chicken shop and a stall that sold beer and beverages.
First things first. I always drink beer “straight up”. In this hi-80’s climate, “on the rocks” seemed somehow appropriate.
Although the crocodile was tempting, we opted for the namesake Frog Congee. This did not disappoint, dear say the best frog in recent memory , maybe ever. Tender tasty frog morsels simmered w/Jook in a clay pot scented with ginger and scallion. Clay pot imparted a nice smokey earthiness.
Almost ordered curry fish head, but decided to save this favorite dish for another day and venue. Instead, we had steamed fish head slathered with a ginger garlic purée. Fish itself was very good with a nice feel. Flavor was very subtle but the ginger spread didn’t really bring much to the party. Greens and rice rounded out the meal.
