After lunch in the literally and figuratively rarefied atmosphere atop the Ritz Carlton, we had dinner at street level. Clay pot rice with sausages and steamed spare rib chunks in black bean sauce. We were lucky and got a table right away, but Yelp didn’t lie… People line up and wait to get into this place. Even the older gentleman with the flashy diamond ring and the young wife to match had to wait, eyeing me suspiciously all the while.