You came here for the sex and violence and drugs on teevee. But you stayed for the food. Because underneath that glib and perverse facade, you really like eating well. And pussycats.
You also like pussy cats.
Read this:
DIM SUM: KINDS, NAMES, PRONUNCIATION, DESCRIPTION
Written five years ago, when Matt in the department on the other side of the cubicle walls was scheduled to visit Hong Kong on behalf of the company. Which never happened, because the Big Cheese at that time finally discovered reality, and realized he'd spent money we didn't have.
During the last two years of the company "things happened".
The board of directors lost their guts.
And subsequently everything.
HO SI FAT CHOI 好事發財 DRIED OYSTERS WITH BLACK MOSS
Because of the punning nature of the Chinese language, this rather tasty preparation is one of the most important celebratory foods. Dried oysters add flavour to many otherwise pedestrian dishes, like for instance congee, which your mother or auntie used to make.
I usually cut the dried oysters in half and rinse out any grit that may be within. I am likely to suffer from gout, so I take it easy on such things.
HONG KONG ROAST GOOSE IN SHAM TSENG
The only reason to visit "Deep Well" in the New Territories is for roast goose. It's definitely worth your time, you'll enjoy your meal immensely, and go waddling back to the MTR station a happy man. Several happy men.
Or happy women. Happy people of genders which are not specified.
There is one place in SF Chinatown which has roast goose.
It's mentioned in the essay you are about to click.
Order the goose in advance, and 'to-go'.
Snarf yourself silly at home.
I'm off to Chinatown for a haircut (planned to get one yesterday, but didn't), a bite to eat and some milk tea, followed by a stroll with a pipe full of Club Mixture, and then the purchase of a lottery ticket because I would really like to retire with my stuffed animals and some real estate.
After a vacation, of course.
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