The PAL flight arrived at a little after 12:00 noon, and with the travel time from the airport, unpacking my stuff, and so forth I neglected to have lunch.
Around 4:00 p.m. I decided to venture downstairs to look for a meal, visions of dumplings dancing in my head. Unfortunately, the "Cafe Asia" buffet starts at 5:30 p.m. and I was already quite hungry, so I decided to opt for the ala carte menu.
Interesting to note that, just like back in Manila, the people here all talk to me in Chinese and stare blankly when I reply in English. But, at least here inside the hotel, everyone understands even a bit of English. It's not quite Manila-level, but it's getting there. Filipinos should get off their complacent asses if they think they can maintain their call-center edge in the English language just sitting around.
Anyway, to my immense surprise,
there were no dumplings on the ala carte menu. There was no dimsum cart either; I asked the server if there was a dimsum cart, but I think her English wasn't that good so I gave up on it. Instead I decided to order the fettucini pasta. Mistake #1: I didn't read the fine print. I should've specified alfredo sauce. But since I did not, they gave me this bowl of a monstrosity with a thin drizzling of pesto and olive oil.
I say monstrosity because their fettucini was almost an inch wide. When I was a small kid there was this noodle called "
miki" which was almost an inch wide and served with lots of soup and a tiny bit of chicken. Remove soup and chicken, replace with olive oil and pesto,
voila. Fettucini pasta ala Crowne Plaza Park View.
RMB 68 at that, which is PHP 435 which is a decent price, considering this hotel is swankier than Shangri-La Makati back in Manila (look at all the A6's parked outside!)
Luckily I did well with the chowder soup which had bits of salmon, mussels, and squid.
The can of Pepsi (no Coke products) was a dyspeptic RMB 32 which is outrageous.
Unsatisfied with the four-hundred peso "
miki," I decided to order another dish, which was some spicy beef noodle dish. Also RMB 68. When it arrived, my initial thought was, this is a good deal! the bowl was monstrous, the meal was probably good for two or even three. Unfortunately, it tasted quite forgettable. North Park's NS9 and even Luk Yuen's N45 are both better for a third the price. So I busied myself consuming all the beef.
The server had originally been concerned because I didn't like the fettucini, and now became even more concerned when she saw I wasn't eating the noodles. In fact she twice went to my table to ask me if anything was wrong and if she could help. This was the same person whom I'd given up on describing the dimsum cart, so with my limited communication capabilities, I said that there was nothing wrong, got my bill, and escaped.
One thing I can say, my RMB 236 (total, with service charge) adventure left me with a full stomach. I guess that will have to do.
One theory I have is that most of the food which we Filipinos consider as "Chinese food" actually comes from the south of China, and specifically the coastal cities. Things like
lumpiang Shanghai and
pancit Canton and
lechon Macau all come from southern, coastal cities, which have lots in common with the Philippines like lots of seafood, balmy weather, Chinese people.. the inhabitants of Beijing, with their cold winters, probably don't have quite the same tastes as their southern brethren.
It's funny but from the plane, the surrounding terrain is so flat, with ruler-straight highways all across it. You can almost imagine Genghis Khan and his Mongol hordes thundering across this flat plain and throwing out the Ming emperors.
I took some pictures of the weird fettucine and the monster bowl of beef, but not with my camera because the
nouveau riche all around me might have taken exception, so I used my Samsung camera phone. Problem is, I just discovered that this Toshiba notebook doesn't have Bluetooth. So no pictures.