Dim Sum Brunch

This weekend is the Jazz Festival in Portland. We love this music, and were flabbergasted when we found a local radio station whose format is all day all night jazz, nothing in SF compares to this tune-in. Of course to participate in the festivities with two little kids is akin to giving up and turning on the radio, but with the help of the internet we found a few free daytime shows and one of them happened to be downtown at Dragonfish, where they serve a dim sum brunch on the weekends.

The food was great, the kids loved the six little delicious offerings (plus rice and soup and edamame, all for under $12 each, where else can you find a brunch at that price?) the service was good, but there was a snafu, and we are inelegant enough to have to report it. When we arrived, the hostess told us, "I don't know if I can get you a table, I mean, people are listening to the music and I can't guarantee you anything." To which one of us replied, "I'm not sure what you are saying, there are no tables, you don't want us to be on a list (there was nobody else waiting) or what?" She did not relent, the conversation was circular: she did not want us there. This is the first time we have actually been discriminated against because of our kids! Wow! So of course we said put us on your list we'll be back in a bit, and we came back and sat at the table and ate great food and enjoyed the guitar and clarinet players while our perfect children acted perfectly (thank God). To which we say to her, whoever she is: cow cow cow moo moo moo.