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Searching for local food in Hong Kong as a non-Chinese speaker is overwhelming. The vast majority of online reviews being written on Anglophonic platforms like Yelp (which has been described kindly as "on death's doorstep") and Google Reviews (mostly written for tourists, by tourists) place spotlight on restaurants that don’t serve local food. That being said, there's a vast number of local spots …
Hong Kong Neighborhood Spotlight: Sai Ying Pun Food – the Local EditionRead More
I plan an entire visit to a place around its food more often than I care to admit. This was especially true before I became Instagram trash (hey, click that Follow if you haven’t!), when the only photos I snapped were on my Samsung 5, and consisted nearly entirely of things like handheld jianbing or egg waffles stuffed with ice cream. Since my nearly-complete transformation into Instagram …
Have Americans destroyed Italian cuisine? Do the Italians hate us for it? Do I even know what Italian food is? Would bringing an Italian to Little Italy in Boston be carnage? My first experience with Italian food came in the form of boxed Barilla spaghetti. My dad meticulously listed grocery items on yellow Post-it notes and carefully attached them to our fridge door. One of them is still …
Do Italians like American Italian Food? We Eat in Little Italy in Boston to Find OutRead More
It takes some real courage to eat local in Hong Kong. It really does. In most restaurants around the world, there’s a modicum of behaviour that you generally come to expect. Someone will greet you. You get to sit with the people you came with. There are napkins somewhere. Rarely, in other parts of the world, do we accept being screamed at, your order being shouted across the restaurant, plates …
Hong Kong Neighborhood Spotlight: Best Local Food in Sheung WanRead More
There she was – the Godmother. Of Macanese cuisine, that is. Only, we didn’t know it. Hair dyed light brown and permed into a stylish pouf on her head, a pair of enormous glasses perched on her nose, and eyes roving over a Portuguese-language newspaper. Pearl jewelry hung from her neck. Laminated photos of Macau peppered the walls – all of them in varying shades of ochre and blue, …
Riquexo and Minchee: Meeting the Godmother of Macanese FoodRead More
