The gang got together for some breakfast Yum Cha at the Eight restaurant today. It was interesting, and to be honest, we felt a little ripped off, I think.

When the lads and I were sat down – because the majority of the table were Caucasian – one wily old lady came over with her cart of fried food and essentially unloaded the entire cart on our table.

Every couple of months or so, some of my friends and I have taken to lining up early at about 10-10:30 in the morning at one of the more popular Yum Cha restaurants in the city.

Honestly, it’s always a pretty great feed. Excessive amounts of dim sum, good company, and general shit talking!

Tim managed to try out some chicken feet, loved it 👍

Note to self, I need to bring my diabetes kit with me a lot more consistently when going out with the bois.