Life after dim sum

After being in Hong Kong for about 5 weeks, you start to get the hang of things.

The streets and lanes worth exploring and those that are not.. you kinda pick them out real quick.

Most may not know that Hong Kong is divided into two parts.. Kowloon (a.k.a the real Hong Kong that we know from Young and Dangerous 1-7.. and don't try to tell us Malaysians otherwise..) with delights such as Chou Tofu (Smelly fried fermented beancurd), Curry Fishballs (which I finally mustered up the courage to try and loving it!), Egg balls (:/) etc..

And then there's MY Hong Kong (a.k.a. Hong Kong Island).. there's Central where I work and live.. more like expat central.. which can only mean lots of bars, pubs, restaurants and cafes (a.k.a. Nirvana.. or is it..)

The question is.. being a song-spoilt Malaysian, and let's get past the art of dim sum shall we..

I've found that Hong Kong lacks.. believe it or not.. variety.

Strings of shops serving local far in Central, tiny as they may be.. boast a reputable portfolio of celebrity patrons.. only to sell.. the exact same things.

Noodle shops: wanton, beef brisket and/or innards, dumplings, stewed pork

Roast meat shops: cha sio.. siu yuk, siu kai.. siu ngap.. siu ngor

Aiyo.... and then also got Dai Pai Tongs a.k.a. Dai Chow places.

Some dirty as hell, food so-so la. and some with more established premises.. so so la.. pork ribs with black bean sauce is king!

Don't get me wrong, I've had some fab eats around here. at once in a while patroned specialised restaurants..Teo Chew, Thai, Korean, Shanghainese, Indian etc.

Food here is of standards and of course, you pay for it.

And btw, Malaysians, Kim Gary is a LIE! There is no Kim Gary! Let alone Mr. Kim Gary.. whom I don't recognize nor understand his over-expressions of new cheese baked seafood items on the menu..

It was merely a concocted concept to fool poor souls like myself who dream of watching triads in action, scantily clad woman smoking cigarettes and opium dens where u sit and drink tea all day while enjoying a view of a bay with junk boats surrounding tall buildings and eating dim sum while happily slurping my borsch soup and tucking into typhoon shelter noodles.

Sigh.. bring back the HK malaysians know and love..

Lai Liu Ngau Yin (Pissing beef balls) and Sek San (God of cookery)!!! Where are you?????