I mentioned to Wendell that I wouldn't mind eating at Palace Saimin and so . . . we went! Wendell is cool like that sometimes.

Cute yah. Parking sucks, but Wendell reversed his huge truck into the last remaining stall pretty easily.

It was noon on a weekday, and we had to wait for a seat. I actually had to race a girl so that I could beat her to the door. I came in first, the girl second and Wendell third.
And it kept filling up . . . people left . . . and people came.

I ordered a large won ton min. Yup . . . a LARGE. It turned out to be way larger than Sekiya's Large so I wasn't able to finish it, but I did do some damage. The famous BBQ stick was ono but too chunky for my liking.

All in all, it was well worth visiting Palace Saimin at least for the nostalgia. There was a sign saying that they've been around for 70 years! But given the parking situation and the slight distance from my house, I'm sticking to Sekiya's.
































