Burns so good

I’ve gotten a quite a few questions about the food here.  In a nutshell, the Americanized Chinese food is nothing like what is here.  I’m getting the vibe that the people here don’t like sweet food the way Americans do.  When I say I’m getting the vibe, what I mean is that I hear people say, “Too Sweet”.   I would say sesame chicken, orange chicken and shoyu chicken…all would be ‘too sweet’.  Also, eating is much more of a communal event, where dishes are all shared, and in some cases, tables are also shared with other people.

The other night I was invited out to go to a Sichuan restaurant for some spicy food.  I can’t describe how awesome this food was, but I’m going to try.

To better explain the explosion of flavor that was in their food, I’m going to refer to their  website;

“Sichuan is famed for more than just hot and spicy.  Like other cuisines, Sichuan [consists] of five basic tasting sensations which are sweet, sour, salty, bitter and spicy; yet only Sichuan cuisine incorporates the unique sixth sensation.  It is the tingly numbing sensation which induces sensitivity to the taste buds that are normally non-sensitive , making all taste buds active for the grand flavor of Sichuan dishes.”

Want to hear more about this meal? CLick here

Panda Neon

Yesterday I wandered around Central and Sheung Wan.  What?  Did I get lost?
No.  You have to have a destination in mind in order to get lost.  Technically, I did not get lost.
So here I am, wandering around, soaking in the city, turning when I want to, exploring the way I like to, nice and slow.

In the distance I see this sign on a store a block away, and I felt I MUST investigate.

A neon panda?

Click here, I know you’re interested too.

Remember how I was lost?

No inspiration explanation needed for today’s Mumbling Monday.  Please read my Lost in Mong Kok post if you have no idea what I’m referring to.

Quick and dirty, here’s how you say, “Where’s  (a/the)”— then fill in the blank with what you are looking for.

“Hai-Bin-do”… say it like, “High Bean Doe”*

The other day was filled with this phrase, which made it even more difficult when I can’t understand basic directions, but… baby steps. I was saying, “Hi Bean Doe Art Supply Store” which obviously was an inherently flawed question.

Thanks for stopping in and Enjoy your day!

If you can get someone to stop, there are plenty of people to ask.

*My interpretation of how I would say it.  I’m not an official person.  At all.

Lost in Mong Kok

I was on a mission.  To eat lunch with my fella, and to get art supplies.  My first time alone…ALONE in the city.  Up until then, it had just been, “I’ll meet you in the IFC.”, which is right next to where I get off the ferry from Lamma.

So, what happened?  Warning, this is a longer post.

CLick to find out!