Today’s Poor Girl is looking for dumplings in Dallas that are as good as the ones she ate in China. (I hate to break it to you, bud, but if you’re searching for those kinds of dumplings, hop on a plane and turn around because you are on the wrong hemisphere.) The thing is, when you eat Asian food in Dallas, your quality of life will be much higher if you lower your standards and erase those memories of whatever it is you ate in China or Korea or Japan. Take a Neuralayzer from the Men in Black movies and tell Will Smith to zap out those food experiences from your brain.
It’s not that Asian restaurants are terrible in Dallas. On the contrary, we can boast that we have a diverse representation of the Asian continent (unlike most cities), and I’m pleased that some of my favorite dishes like rice porridge and Peking duck are find-able should I ever need them. At the same time, the stinky tofu at May’s Ice Cream in Chinatown isn’t nearly as putrid and vomit-inducing (in Taiwan, the stinkier the tofu, the better) as the ones you’d find in Taipei’s night markets. ‘Tis a simple fact.
So here’s what I always do when I get back from Asia: I go on an Asian food detox.
For about a month or so, I don’t touch Asian food in Dallas. If I do, I’ll be sorely disappointed that the pork pot stickers at Noodle House – usually my favorite when I’m not detoxing – aren’t nearly crispy or juicy enough compared to the pot stickers I had in Shanghai’s hole-in-the-wall places. And when I’m done with my Asian food fast – purposefully erasing the memory of the truly soupy dumplings I ate at Din Tai Fung in LA/Shanghai/Taipei – I’ll scarf down Jeng Chi’s xiao long baos (soup dumplings – and yes, I just pluralized a Chinese word. Welcome to my world of Chinglish.) even though they’re worlds apart. I’ll still relish the experience, enjoying them because it is the best that Dallas can do, and that, honestly, is enough to make me happy.
We have a new local market in town launching this Saturday in the garden of Garden Cafe in East Dallas, the Junius Heights Community Market. Starting at 2pm vendors will set up shop in the garden selling everything from honey to artworks to fresh produce to specialty drinks, with music provided by The County Fringe and a special screening of the documentary DFW Truck Farm at sunset. Vendors include The Texas Honey Bee Guild, Comeback Creek Farm, Rae Lilly Farm, Holy Kombucha and Cita’s Salsa.
Erin Ahlfinger files this report.
Bringing great food and entertainment together is easily what Addison does best, and this weekend’s 20th annual Taste Addison extravaganza was no exception. Over 60 restaurants brought selections from their menus to Addison Circle Park to make for an overwhelming variety of flavors to sample while enjoying live tunes by some great local bands and shopping from vendors of whimsical arts and crafts.
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She went to China. She ate dumplings. She’s hooked.
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Quick question that I’m hoping you/your readers will have some ideas on. I just got back from a trip to China and ate dumplings basically every night I was there. Any thoughts on a place with good dumplings in Dallas?
D Magazine intern Erin Ahlfinger files this report.
As you drive down W. Davis Street in the heart of Oak Cliff, a field of sunflowers is the last thing you’d expect to see tucked among the single-story brick buildings, just blocks from the thriving Bishop Arts District. The fact that it’s so out of place in its surroundings is part of what makes this display of farming as public art so charming.
The project is a collaboration of the agricultural and artistic expertise of art dealer Cynthia Mulcahy and artist Robert Hamilton, who run Mulcahy Farms. They began looking for a site over a year ago, and chose the 1.6 acre plot in Oak Cliff for its location and visibility. The land was cleared and prepared for planting in March. Seventeen hundred and sixty Aztec Gold sunflower seeds went into the ground in a grid pattern under an ominous sky on a North Texas spring day. Days passed, and farming as art became entertainment as area residents and passerby took notice and began to express interest. Police, firemen, and bus drivers now honk in approval as they pass through their daily routes. “It really is like street theater,” notes Hamilton. “The traffic slows down.”5 Comments »