Ping Pong, Eastcastle Street, London
(Nearest exit: Oxford Circus Station)
My friend Suzi and I met up for a day of shopping, then proceeded to leave a beauty event with shrieking stomachs asking for food. We passed by Ping Pong and since evening dim sum was a first for both of us, we decided to give it a go.
We were seated at the Dim Sum bar which, truth be told, was not my preferred area to dine in. It was hot and stuffy with all the steam coming out of the kitchen, but the view of stacks and stacks of dim sum were quite a sight.
I've always been told I had tastebuds of a Westerners. I've always loved English-Chinese food as opposed to traditional, authentic Chinese food, which was why I enjoyed eating at Ping Pong so much. The flavour was definitely tailored for Westerners, but they still managed to keep dishes authentic. My favorite had to be the roast pork puff, just because it had a mixture of sweet and salty (my weird but favorite combo). The honeyed chilli chicken rice pot was my second favorite along with the potato and edamame cake which was something fresh and new that I've never had before.