wah tf?

Walking on the always delightful Doyers Street this weekend, I was horrified to find yellow DOH stickers on the window of my favorite dim sum joint, Nom Wah Tea Parlor. It is my favorite not so much for the food, which is fine, but for the decor and atmosphere—seemingly unchanged in 50 years. . . or more. There is never a crowd, and there is pretty much always a card game in back.

On Saturday night, the card game was still going behind those citrine warnings; let's hope that the rest of us get to play again soon.

(Nom Wah almond cookies – photo by me, 2003)