Then one returns, exclaiming to oneself that "that was such a satisfying smoke, I think I should mention to my doctor how good that bowl of flue-cured leaf and a little anaerobically fermented tobacco was for the soul, and undoubtedly the inner man". Maybe he'll be swayed.
After which one goes on the internet and discovers things. Such as that a favourite eatery (上海榮華川菜館) in Kwun Tong has updated their website. Which does not change anything for me, really, as that's still fourteen hours away by plane.
But I love the illustration they chose to show what the restaurant is like. It's a charming picture that speaks to me, and makes me wish I were there.
Tung Po pork, twice cooked pork, lions head meatballs, sweet and sour fish fillets, red oil dumplings, drunken chicken, cold garlicky poached pork, spicy dry-fried stringbeans.
Their hours are now noon till ten at night. At the time of this writing, it's four a clock in the afternoon there. Perfect time for either a late lunch or early supper.
I miss eating with people.
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