It’s a beautiful Monday afternoon in
Nestled in the middle of a sprawling strip mall, it would very easy to miss Fu Fu Café. However once inside, there’s a good number of people inside with us two Caucasians making up the extreme minority. Well, my mother always said you knew it was a good Chinese restaurant when there aren’t any white people. Ethnicity counting aside, at just a glance there was enough on the Fu Fu menu to keep me occupied for days.
At first I was worried. I couldn’t find soup dumplings anywhere on the menu. I couldn’t remember the anglicized version of the Chinese characters and I can’t read Chinese to save my life. Thankfully the waitress was more than helpful, telling us to order the steam pork bun. As ambitious and hungry as we were, we decided that we needed two orders.
There they are, not as small as I was expecting.
I took one out of the steamer tray and found it to be made of a very thick dough. These are much different than the last soup dumplings I had at Chef Liu in
Of course, what’s the fun of going to an exceptional Chinese restaurant and only ordering one dish. Looking to change from
It’s rare that I get to enjoy a version of this dish that I didn’t make. There was plenty of residual heat to this dish, but not a lot of that “ma la” effect of the
Looking to another
Well, it looks as oily as the version I made. The beef was very tender and completely coated in oil, but that’s to be expected. Most of what I’ve read about this dish tells you to fish out the pieces of beef and leave the oil behind. Even so, the “ma la” still wasn’t like I was expecting. This was a very good dish, but I wouldn’t order it again, simply because of the variety of other dishes available.
The last dish we ordered was Frank’s choice, the Peking Style spare ribs.
Essentially a small mountain of pork ribs, scallions, jalapenos, and onions, how could this be a bad thing? Well, it wasn’t. Outside of the soup dumplings, this was the favorite dish of the meal. We honestly couldn’t stop picking and eating the ribs. With a crispy, heavily seasoned, salt coated exterior, and a tender, mildly spicy interior, how could we stop?
The results were quite telling. The spare ribs were gone, reduce to a plate of onion and pepper remnants. There wasn’t a soup dumpling to be seen. There was plenty of Ma Po Tofu and Boiled Beef left, but that’s not a sign of a poor dish on their part. The other two were just that good, besides we needed to save a little room for dinner at Feast that night. Regardless, Fu Fu Café with it’s intimate setting, helpful staff and voluminous menu is on my list of definite meals the next time I’m in
1 comment:
Awesome entry! I just would like to make one correction: the picture of the spare ribs are not peking style. they are the salt-toasted spare ribs. the peking style spare ribs are wrapped in a tangy orange sweet sauce. :)
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