The new super food
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| Pak Tai Temple, Wan Chai, Mix of old and new |
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| Pak Tai Temple, Outside |
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| Historic Blue House Tenement |
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| Chef singing opera, post meal, Da Ping Huo |
I realize I am becoming one of those New Yorkers, whom judge everything by New York City. I shared a taxi with stranger this weekend, after exchanging introductory pleasantries, he astutely told me I mentioned NYC about 8 times in our 15 minute taxi ride. Sometimes it takes a stranger to point out the annoying parts of your character. With this noted, I fell into a weekend completely respecting and honoring the reality that I am living here and am actually having an amazing experience. On to the next chapter of my life here, where I completely embrace my surroundings.
I had dinner at a Sichuan restaurant, Da Pin Huo. Husband and wife team, whom opens their sophisticated restaurant for 2 seatings each night. If you enjoy authentic and extremely hot food in a calm setting, book a reservation. We ate a plant, see photo above, which overtook my mouth in a way that I have never experienced. It was tingly, sour, sweet, hot, and present, for 10 minutes after a bite. Has a hint of the indian tamarind, but unlike anything I will ever taste again. Anyone know the medicinal qualities? Share.
On Sunday morning, woke up to a walking tour of Wan Chai. Our tour guide was fortunately an activist, rather than a romantic tourist version, we discovered the area, thru the eyes of someone whom has first hand experienced the plight of the locals trying desperately to hold on to historic buildings.
Back to fashion this week. Just needed a bit of depth....
