For those of you who have not experienced the proper Dim Sum experience, you really are missing out on something.
By proper...well, this is not what proper is. Proper is not one or two lonely souls eating whatever comes around and balking at the chicken feet.
By proper I mean a big group at one of those big tables with a lazy susan. The ordering is done in a rapid babble of Cantonese, with those inept at Cantonese (read: LR) yelling out favourites in English.
The authentic Chin order always includes Chicken feet (suck it up, ang mors), spare ribs steamed in a gooey blackbean sauce, rice noodle rolls drowned in sweet soy sauce and gooey congee...mmm...
It's a family thing - I love family meals. As much as I like my solitary ramen fixes, there's nothing like standing around a round table, armed with chopsticks, fighting over those tiny dim sum dishes or, as it was in Singapore a few years ago, a big steamed fish with lots of soy and ginger.
Food is a massive element of Chinese culture. In fact, if it wasn't for food, I don't think any of us would really get along.