Hong Kong was the type of city I was supposed to hate: a city of traffic, pollution, crowded sidewalks, with little to no nature.
But I didn’t hate it. I actually really like Hong Kong. Standing outside in the street breathing in the city’s heavy humidity, with the air conditioning units dripping down, and the people hurrying down the sidewalk and chattering in harsh Cantonese, I found the energy intoxicating.
While Hong Kong is a city I doubt I handle long-term, I loved the four days I spent there.
From the $3 beef brisket noodles…
To the $5 manicures…
To the beautiful views…
And as this was a weekend of firsts, it was the weekend of my first xie long bao, or Shanghainese soup dumpling. The way you are meant to eat xie long bao is by biting the skin to release the steam from inside, and then sucking the broth out of the dumplings.
YUM. I heart dumplings.
An on my final morning in Hong Kong, I finally indulged my biggest Hong Kong craving- dim sum. After much deliberation and being advised by several locals, I headed to Tim Ho Wan, called ‘world’s cheapest Michelin star restaurant’.
And though there were no food carts (what?) and it was located within a shopping mall (double what), it was definitely the real deal.
The slimy-textured turnip cakes that I first found unappealing but strangely grew on me.
But nothing came close in deliciousness level to char siu bao, or barbecue pork buns. They were sweet and crispy on the outside, and savory and meaty on the inside. If they weren’t so rich I would’ve ordered a second one. Or third.
A deliciously tender beef dish I can’t remember the name of.