I had 2 pints for Brooklyn Lager last night afterwork…in Hong Kong. I think I am the only person who was not aware you could get BROOKLYN LAGER in HONG KONG!
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With Thanksgiving approaching, I can’t help but thinking about gigantic meals. The kind of meals that make you seriously consider whether or not your stomach might physically burst. I’ll save the Thanksgiving stories for later and talk about Chinese weddings instead. Why? Because they love to eat a lot…
This is a measly two photos from a billion* course Chinese wedding dinner I went to a few months ago in Hong Kong. Having visited HK so many times and living in Singapore for almost 3 years, this was the first Chinese wedding I attended. I knew there were a lot of courses, but this being Asia the portions are small. Let me just say, portion size does not matter because 10 courses is still a lot. In western weddings we can rely on a few moments of YMCA/Electric Slide/Chicken Dance to get up and move around. This is not included in Chinese weddings. Instead you just eat. Pork, fish, abalone, kailan, soup (a PC-non-shark fin soup!). By the time the wontons, noodles and rice showed up…I had to quit. Ok, I ate a wonton. But the thought of rice and noodles expanding in my stomach did make me think about the possibility of my stomach bursting.
All in all, a brilliant wedding celebrated with a table full of my friends. So, when everyone in the US is enjoying their short holiday week, I’ll just remember the uncomfortable full feeling and be satisfied with Chinese weddings and prepare myself for Christmas!
*Billion = 10 or so from what I recall…but then again, I had to sit out some of it.
Lunch on Friday
From an interesting article about the tourist trappings in Hong Kong:
“And yet again, my assumptions failed me.The buddha was built in 1993. Nineteen Ninety-Three. The same year Intel shipped the first Pentium chips. The same year that the first corrected images from the Hubble telescope were taken. Hardly the timeworn, historical relic that I had pictured.I suddenly felt bitter and betrayed, like someone was trying to pull a fast one on a poor foreigner. But it seemed to sum up the story of Hong Kong; a new shining structure built upon a connection to Chinese heritage, in the hope of attracting foreign dollars.”
Totally.
I was in Hong Kong last week. Somewhere in that mess of lights, I sang my heart out at a Karaoke bar.
Home, is that you?
I feel more at home at an airport than almost anywhere. Well, except in Minnesota. Minnesota is home.
On my way to Hong Kong, in case you were wondering.
…collaborate and listen.
Good Morning Hong Kong!
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Minnesota gal (via NYC) transplanted in Singapore.
Unintentionally nomadic.
Sympathetic beyond my means.
Quirky at the worst of times.
