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the woman who takes the orders (and the money) at the dumpling place has greeted me genially of late on a couple of occasions which is a far cry from how i used to be treated when the place was only half the size and they would serve every asian person before making eye contact with me.
so as they are packing up my dumplings to go she comes over and asks if i eat beef, and once i understood what she was saying i said yes. so she puts a container in my bag while telling me it was something she had made for the staff. i thanked her with whatever warmth i could muster and walked out pleased with the unexpected moment of humanity.
i have to admit i was somewhat apprehensive about the soup not knowing what spice or meat cut it might contain. but my curiosity got the best of me a few minutes ago and i puzzled over the red abisque before taking the leap , spoon first. then another, and it hit me... minestrone.