Showing posts with label happy birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label happy birthday. Show all posts

25 June 2012

Dim Sum @ Hong Kong

Out of all the foods I ate when on a short week holiday in Hong Kong (from now on, known as HK. Not creative like the usual names I give for places), we probably consumed the most dim sum I have ever eaten in my life.


Amazingly good food, lots of laughter, and getting lost in a country where they speak a weird twang of Mandarin (its actually Cantonese but hey, I'm a classic banana. I'm starting to turn more into a mango but I'm still in the works.)


Had a birthday celebration with my friends who insisted on making it a big deal. Ate wayyy too much xiao long bao and ended up feeling like one. Of course, we had to have a bottle of wine.


My friends reminded me that HK is like a bigger Merlion City. And looking out over seascape, I'm inclined to agree. Its hot, bustling, lots of people, cheappppppp deals (OMG. You have got to be kidding me. If you're earning Merlion moolah and you wanna head over to HK for a bargain shopping weekend, THIS is the place to be), and food. Glorious food.


Went to a marine amusement park which was really awesome and they had a whole lot of headgear. Naturally, I had to try them on. Who wouldn't?!?!


It got to a point where the giggles were attracting the weird stares and all of us decided to stop behaving like children and more like adults. But where's the fun in that, right?


I understand that I might have titled this blog post a bit differently as I'm ending up showing a lot of pictures of everything else but dim sum but hey, its a holiday, right? And the food's coming up, I promise.


So we get to the good part. Food, glorious food...and me being perfectly ignorant of what the food is called during dim sum, I'm just going to show you what it looks like.


I think this is some kind of pork rib dish. Small portions but oh so good.


This one reminds me of ngo hiong roll but its done with a different kind of wrapper and the inside is fish...and that's if I remember it correctly.



As with a lot of Asian food, the deep fried stuff. This is NOT eggs, although its made to look like it. The "shell" is made out of some kind of glutinous flour and there's savoury pork mince on the inside. Your teeth sinks in very comfortably and it crackles as you bite in. Heavenly.


Spring rolls. Nothing much to say about this but it pleases me. Hehe. I'm easily pleased.


Another deep fried concoction which was awesome but again, I can't remember what it is.



A gently baked puff of sorts, this one contained barbecued pork, or char siu in the local vernacular.


Ah. This dish, I remember. Its called chee cheong fun, made out of rice flour "skin" and filled to the brim with barbecued pork and generously soaked in soy sauce. This one finished faster than I remembered.


Lo mai kai (chicken in glutinous rice wrapped in cabbage leaves, I think?) is one of my favourites. But then again, I've always been a big rice person anyhow.



This dish is not for the faint of heart. Literally. It looks like the usual bao but bite into it and out comes a delicious combination of egg yolk and butter. Mmm. Yep. One heart attack, please.

And after all that wonderful feasting (we ate dim sum 5 out of the 7 days that we were there), was it a wonder that now, my work pants are barely holding on?

No, not really. Meh.

Obligatory food post up and running. I'm still waiting for blogging ideas, if you can't tell.

09 June 2012

Yep. Here we are.

I think now I remember why I don't celebrate my birthday.

It's always been too much of a hassle for me.

When I was young, back in the day, I used to enjoy having birthday parties and try to figure out what my friends would get me for my presents.

But then, as I grew up, I started having less and less parties. When my parents asked me what I wanted, I would usually just ask them to cook a favourite dish or two for dinner, and that would be it.

When I moved out on my own and I was flatting with other people, again, I would decline big celebrations and just accept "thanks" and prepared morning tea for the staff that I was working with. Nothing major, mind you. I would then go home, pig out on junk food and play computer games.

Quiet celebrations usually worked well for me. Especially with ones where I end up having existential crises and wondering when Life passed me by.

Today's birthday celebrations went okay, I think. Dinner with colleagues, along with a celebratory cake. Leave from work for a week.

But little things crop up, as per usual, and like flies, it made things not as good.

Made me remember why I've always made my birthday celebration a solitary one.

Next year, remind me that I should disappear for a day and reappear the next day, safe, sound, and sane.

Happy 26th Birthday, me. You ole' ugly piece of work.