Beef Tendon Soup

Ugh, I’m sick. SICK, I tell you!

I think I’m getting a flu or something. Anyway…because I am the greatest wife EVER, in spite of my debilitating illness, I faithfully accompanied my dear husband on the endless drive to Pottstown to deliver dear old son to his mother.

The traffic was terrible even by Schuylkill standards. To make matters worse, my gastric distress was suffering alarming surges the entire way.

To repay me for my bravery and self-sacrifice, hubster agreed to take me to David’s Mai Lai Wah for my favorite soup.

He fondly refers to it as knuckle soup, but it is really a beef tendon, won-ton, noodle soup, an it is divine. (And coincidently the only known cure for said flu as I see it.)

The tendon soup is not for the faint of heart as is illustrated by the warning issued by the waiters EVERY TIME I ORDER IT: “You ever eat this before? You sure?”

It is exactly what it sounds like: a deep, rich, brown broth, studded by big, snapping chunks of beef tendon, floating shrimp and pork Hong Kong style won-tons, over a base of egg noodles, garnished with greens.

Heaven in a bowl.

I don’t have a recipe for it, I don’t want one. I just need David’s to keep asking me if I’m really really sure I want it.