Had the pleasure of fighting the crowds and squeezing for a parking space between an Aston Martin DB9 and MB SL500, to genuflect before the Noodle Nazi at DAI HO in Temple City.
I had intended on going to DAI HO for two things (well, actually three if you count the numerous cold dishes we always get, incl. the seaweed and celery root, but I digress ...).
The first thing that always brings me to DAI HO is the cold "dan dan mien" ... luscious strands of noodles dipped in a very mercurial and savory spicy peanut/sesame sauce.
The second is the beef noodle soup, usu. made with a spicy broth nurtured from beef shank and enough star anise, allspice, chili, peppercorn and who knows what else to fill up a witch's spice rack.
But today, oh today!, we were offered and treated to the aforementioned beef broth but this time the brew contained pig's feet! YES, PIG'S FEET! Oh man, the thick fatty layers of gelatinous pick skin was simmered so soft it took on a semi foie gras mouth feel to it, like rich butter injected with additional lard. And itty-bitty fits of meat tucked into the pig skin had been rendered so long one could hardly tell the difference between the meat and skin. Both were velvety smooth.
I could eat this all day and I'd gladly give up decades of my lifespan to do ... in fact, I probably already have.