This packed Westheimer outpost of the original in Humble attracts a largely Asian crowd—a good sign. We had pre-ordered a half Peking duck but still waited for a table given the restaurant’s “no reservations” policy. Not a problem. When we were seated, the glossy mound of tender meat arrived, along with plum sauce, greens, and pancakes for wrapping the meat and skin. Lovely. Next time, though, we would skip the accompanying thin soup, which contained more bone than meat. We recovered with “drunken” pork dumplings, tender and juicy, and a standout sizzling beef dish, a huge portion of meat marinated in vinegar and sugar and flamed dramatically table-side with whiskey (to the delight of our table neighbors and their kids). Pea sprouts cooked with minced garlic and a platter of fluffy chicken fried rice with hefty chunks of meat rounded our meal (and us) out nicely.