Hot Day Meant Dining Out

 

Sometimes, just sometimes, the heat brings about a moment (or two) that delights. Last night it was too hot for us to cook in our apartment. The daytime temperature reached 100 F (almost 38 C). At first even the thought of warm food seemed unappetizing. We decided to go out. 

Sushi was on our minds until I considered the cost of the restaurant we were considering.  Nope, too much. But the items this particular place carried notably gyozas and bao buns sparked Francie’s memory. She had heard of a place up north on the subway that did delicious dim sum. The name of the place was Dafu near the Alvalade metro stop. 

At its most extreme, the temperature yesterday was broiling. However, by the time we set out at 7:15 (19:15) it had dropped into the mid 80s and a breeze had kicked up. Two quick rides on the subway and a five-minute walk and we were at Dafu. We grabbed one of the two outside tables.

Upon arriving at Dafu, we were immediately struck by the inviting aroma of freshly steamed buns and savory spices wafting through the air. The modest yet charming decor exuded a cozy, authentic vibe that made us feel that the promise of delicious dim sum might be fulfilled. Even though the heat had slowed everyone's energy level, the faces of patrons and staff alike showed pleasant smiles.

We had a sampler of steamed gyoza. Also, we ordered a meat bao bun and some carrot and shrimp dumplings. Sitting out at our table on the street we watched people walk by with their dogs and let the wind blow our hair about. Cold beer was a welcome addition to the meal. 

The steamed gyoza had juicy fillings with wonderful flavors. The shrimp and carrot dumplings were served in a delicious broth that added just the right touch. The meat bao bun was soft and pillowy, and melted in our mouths, leaving our palates pleased and happy. A night out was a really, really good choice last night.

On the way back to the metro we passed three gelado places. I resisted each one but at the fourth one my willpower collapsed. The place was packed with parents, kids and grandparents who were enjoying a cooling treat on a warm night. It only took a moment and there I was eating some of the richest chocolate ice cream out of a cut standing out on the streets of Lisboa at twilight. Willpower sometimes fails when faced with with the combination of heat and ice cream. 

I tell you there is no shame in surrendering occasionally. Like the heat it sometimes brings delight.