As a procrastinator, I love Chinese New Year: It gives me a chance to have a second go at starting new projects and making the improvements I should have done at the western New Year, but never got around to! 
Today is Chinese New Year’s Eve - must remember to sweep the house, for luck - and Yumsugar have collected some “random bits of useless knowledge” (they say, personally, I enjoyed them) about the holiday that we should call Lunar New Year to be politically correct.
The Londonist also have a post about the Chinese New Year celebrations this weekend. (Britain is pretty good at importing and enjoying other people’s festivals: it’s just it’s own it seems to have a problem with.) And, I seem to have had high hopes last year for the Year of the Dog too, but I’ll settle for pinning them on, hopefully, getting some “porcine serenity” with the coming Year of the Pig instead.
Chinese New Year: This Sunday!
In their post, Londonist point to the British-Chinese website Dim Sum, which, it turns out, is nothing at all to do with incredible little steamed dumpling delicacies.
Seems Dim Sum have found that a few of their visitors are leaving “not fully satisfied” too, so they have added a list of their Top 10 Dim Sum Restaurants in London.
Ah, the memories. There are very few - few enough to list in large print on the backside of a postage stamp - things that I miss that I could have gotten in England, but that I can’t find in Tenerife and Dim Sum is one of them, which I’ve enjoyed either from one of the restaurants in London’s Chinatown or from the vast arrays of tempting little packets in the Chinese supermarkets in Birmingham.
Me, I prefer the traditional style of Dim Sum restaurant over the trendy, such as the New World that they list as being, “one of the only restaurants in London where you can have the traditional dim sum experience. In the centre of Chinatown, waitresses come to your table with trolleys of dim sum dishes - simply choose what you fancy.”
Last time I did this and it was in a restaurant in the heart of Chinatown, there was no English menu and the staff appeared not to speak English either. Neither are complaints. That, to me, is half the fun: playing a game of “guess the filling” and hoping not to accidentally choose the one with the gross looking chicken’s foot!
Gung Hei Fat Choi!
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