If I’m being honest, I was a bit disappointed with Hong Kong. Not because it’s such a terrible place; in fact, I think I would probably like living and working there. But I booked my holiday there for five days, which is way too much time unless you have a lot of money to blow, or are really down to do some hardcore hiking. Or you have kids to take to Disneyland.
But between the bouts of shopping and window shopping and shaking my damn head at the ridiculous designer stores, the best thing to do in Hong Kong is to eat.
In mainland China, in most big cities, you can find pretty much anything from any part of the world, but it’ll cost you a pretty penny, and the quality may be questionable. In Hong Kong, well… it will still cost you a pretty penny, but everything in Hong Kong will cost you a pretty penny, and it will be fucking good. Don’t be afraid to be adventurous, try something new, and bring pants with plenty of stretch in the waistband.
I had just gotten out of the emergency room and decided we need to get going on seeing this malvada tourist sites. As we walked around the boardwalk along Victoria Harbor, we decided to get on the Star Ferry to cross to Hong Kong Island. I had read that riding on the Star Ferry (which is part of the metro system so it only costs like 3 HKD) was a “once-in-a-lifetime experience”, not to be missed in Hong Kong. That is most definitely not true. But you know what is a once-in-a-lifetime experience? This Hokkaido cream and purple potato soft serve. That shit was bomb.
We were in our street food groove. We got some takoyaki: delicious. We were like, yeah, let’s keep this going, I like the look of this mystery octopus and these starchy balls. Turns out: not so delicious. I am big on food texture, and I do not like things that are gummy. Gummy worms, mochi, I’ll pass. So I don’t like these.
Roast goose is always a good idea. During the fall in Europe, all year round in southern China… always a good idea. Hong Kong has roast goose restaurants a dime a dozen, so just make sure the place is full of locals and has sticky formica tabletops, and you’ll be good to go. Don’t forget to smother everything in the special orange sauce which is delicious.
We saw a cute guy hand-pulling noodles at this place, so we were like, yeah, I’m down. We realize it’s cash only. Like every fucking hole-in-the-wall in Hong Kong. We take a detour to get cash out of the ATM. My gosh, cash is so tedious. Everyone just get these online payment apps! Come back. Finally get our noodles and beef brisket. It’s so amazing. All is good with the world.
Ok, so hear me out. Straight up we have this place in LA. My journalism teacher used to order us pizza and garlic knots whenever we stayed after school to work on the paper. I only got this pizza cause I missed proper American pizza and it smelled so good. Don’t judge me. It was delicious. Solid decision on my part.