On this anarchic battlefield, all bets are off and you and your dining companions must divide and conquer in order to safely secure a meal. There's a queue for the cashier, who grants you a magical numbered plaque; then, you and your friends must split up and secure a table and seats in this queueless, lawless cowboy territory; finally you all sit, and wait for the servers to seek your number out and deliver you the grand prize. Were the precious ninety-five weekend minutes (!!) me and my friends had to endure across all stages of the waiting game justified? The oblong fish balls and elephantine Fuzhou fish balls were themselves gorgeous fishy beauties, but the true gems of the bowl are the slimy fish dumplings (鱼饺, or her giao) which are worth the price of admission alone. #Hawkerpedia