One of the central precepts of serious ethnic eating exploration is to follow the locals. And so we did, to a gigantic riot of a wait for a table at Lake Pavillion. The vast dining room dished out dim sum to hundreds, maybe thousands of people at a time. When we asked other people waiting next to us about the quality of the food, they steered the conversation towards...parking. They were right to, as we soon learned that the dim sum was thoroughly mediocre. Which just goes to show that shadowing locals doesn't always work, especially when they may be more influenced by the promise of a free spot than by the quality of the har gau.