Of course, Brenda refused to fix the sign for 10 years after a beer bottle from a bar fight across the street flew right through their facade. "Good luck," she said.
And indeed, this bare-bones little dining room was always filled with the joy of a dedicated crowd - most of them Chinatown locals - who came to eat some of the most carefully crafted food in town. No shortcuts. Even the hot oil dipping sauce made from three kinds of chiles was prepared in-house.
Woon trained more than his share of cooks in his years at Riverside, their first restaurant, and Lakeside. He proudly names Ong's, Lee How Fook, and Pho Xe Lua as places to encounter his proteges.
But I know as we sit down to this final course of crispy chiu chow rolls and downy white dumplings that I'll never quite taste these flavors again. I help him whip the shrimp and water-chestnut stuffings. I take a lesson rolling the delicate dumpling skins, carefully crimping the pleated seams in the crook of my thumb and forefinger.
"Seventy percent," he says critically of the final dumplings, clearly missing the comfort of his old restaurant haunt.
But they are, in fact, delicious. The rolls are snappy and crisp, with the little crunch of water chestnut inside. The dumplings are an ethereal translucent white, with perfectly scalloped edges harboring sweet meat and roasty nuts inside. I am positively beaming as we polish off the entire lunch.
Brenda pours another glass of yellow chrysanthemum tea, then walks over to the kitchen, where she tenderly massages Woon's shoulders and says: "Now you can retire."
Contact restaurant critic Craig LaBan at 215-854-2682 or claban@phillynews.com.