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Posts Tagged ‘food’

Hong Kong skyline, as seen from The Peak

Hong Kong skyline, as seen from The Peak

 

I had meetings in Mumbai last week, and I need to be in Beijing next week for another series of meetings.  There are no direct flights between the two places, so I used my schedule as a good excuse for spending the weekend in Hong Kong – one of my favourite cities in Asia, and culinarily-speaking, probably my favourite place in the entire world.  It was a chance to recharge my batteries, visit old friends, and eat some good food.

Mumbai flight schedules are terrible, but mercifully my Cathay flight took off as scheduled at just before 2am.  I managed to settle in quickly and grabbed about four-and-a-half hours of sleep, arriving just before 10am in Hong Kong. 

My colleagues in Mumbai had presented me with a gift before I left.  What was meant to be a generous gesture has instead turned into a bit of an albatross around my neck.  I’d very carefully packed my suitcase to manage my two-week, three-city tour with nothing more than hand-luggage, but now that I’m lugging along a piece of artwork as well, my plans have been scuppered.   My bag went into the hold, and thanks to the efficient ground services at HKG airport, was waiting for me as soon as I’d cleared immigration.

My friend Sean was waiting for me, which was a real treat.  Flying as often as I do, it’s very rare to be met off the plane anymore, except by the airline representative, hotel rep, or driver.  Aside from flying home to see my parents, it’s rare for anyone to meet me off the plane.  But it’s great to see a familiar face.

Touristy photo in Hong Kong

Posing next to the mini-busses at The Peak. Mini busses, full-sized Matt

 

Sean dropped me at my hotel for a quick shower and change of clothes, then we headed out for dim sum at the Kee Club where I proceeded to make a pig of myself.  After eating, uh, “delicately” in Mumbai for the past week, I was ready for some real food. 

Matthew with giant dim sum

They take their food seriously in Hong Kong. Here I am posing with a giant meatball and an oversized tray of dim sum.

 

I managed to stay awake through lunch, then headed back to the hotel for some serious power-napping.  Got up in time for a quick drink at Sean’s apartment, where I finally got to meet his adorable daughter for the first time after more than a year of Facebook photos.  She lives up to her billing, and is even more adorable in person than she is in the photos.  We hit a local Japanese place for sushi, then followed up with a quick drink at the bar at the top of my hotel.

After a blissful ten hours of sleep, I got up late and wandered the streets around my hotel, grabbing a quick breakfast of pork-and-cabbage buns at one of the local shops.  There was a lot of pointing and gesturing involved.  Sunday afternoon meant more dim sum, this time at the Grand Hyatt with Sean’s extended family, something of a tradition and an event I’ve enjoyed with Sean and his family every time I’ve visited Hong Kong.  Loads of good food, including a roast pigeon ordered especially for me.  (Thanks, Sean!)

Roast pigeon at the Grand Hyatt, Hong Kong

From my "food with a face" files, this is roast pigeon at the Grand Hyatt, Hong Kong

 

After lunch, we headed up to the Peak for a short walk and a coffee.  Though it’s been seven years since I’ve last been here, and the skyline has changed somewhat, it still reminds me of my first trip to Hong Kong.

I’ve got one more evening here, and half-the-day tomorrow – tonight’s dilemma is basically “what should I eat?” followed by tomorrow morning’s dilemma of “what else should I eat”?  Then off on a plane to Beijing, where I won’t have to ask myself that question.  The banquets have already been arranged – all I need to do is turn up.

Jagermonster

Yep.  Pretty much sums up my experiences with Jager…

Time to hit the local grocery store to try a few of the local products. 

Fermented mangos

Mangos = good. Fermented mangos = ???

 

Fruitery Jelly

Fruitery Jelly. Because no one can resist "fruitery"

 

Tsing Tao beer

Tsing Tao beer. Because you can (almost) never go wrong with beer. China produces more beer than anyone else in the world, so they must know a thing or two about what they're doing...

Taipei 101 tower at night

Taipei 101 tower at night

View from Taipei 101

The view over Taipei from Shin Yeh 101 restaurant at Taipei 101

View from Taipei 101

The view over Taipei from Shin Yeh 101 restaurant at Taipei 101

Time for a few thoughts now that I’ve had a little time in Taipei.  Having a great trip so far, making good progress in our meetings.  As always in Asia, our local hosts have rolled out the red carpet for us and are showing us everything the city has to offer.

Taiwan reminds me much more of Singapore than of mainland China – modern, clean, efficient and with a real business focus.  The hotel is superb, and there is a huge variety of food on offer here, reflecting the many Chinese immigrants that bring with them culinary traditions from around the country.

Spiny lobster with yam puree on fresh tomato

Sauteed crab with spring onion and fried noodles at Shin Yeh restaurant

Sauteed crab with spring onion and fried noodles at Shin Yeh restaurant

We were treated to a ten-course seafood banquet at Shin Yen 101 restaurant the top of the Taipei 101 tower (until recently the tallest building in the world).  It was a great meal and an even more amazing view.

I had to wait all week, but in the end I got my Peking duck.  And it was worth the wait.

Matthew using chopsticks

Plenty of opportunities to practice using my chopsticks

 

Barbequed spare ribs

Barbequed spare ribs

 

Glazed chicken with nuts

Glazed chicken with nuts

 

The Peking duck makes its entrance

The Peking duck makes its entrance

 

Carving the Peking duck

Carving the duck

 

Peking duck

Peking duck

 

Peas with mint

Some bizarre combination of peas and mint. I'm not 100% certain, but the 'shot' that came with it tasted suspiciously like Scope mouthwash.

Matthew at the top of Courmayeur

Hurray! Some sun at last!

 

Aude at the top of Courmayeur

Hurray! Some sun at last!

 

Day four of skiing took us through the Mont Blanc Tunnel and onto Courmayeur, on the Italian side of the border.  The weather conditions were much better, and for most of the morning we had sunshine and temperatures just above freezing.  We skied a few runs on the front of the mountain, then headed over to the back of the mountain to seek out some more interesting stuff.

Matthew in Courmayeur

Matthew in Courmayeur. With some big mountains in the background.

 

Aude in Courmayeur

Aude in Courmayeur

 

A number of people had recommended that we try Courmayeur, and suggested that it was the best of the mountains in Chamonix.  We came away feeling a little disappointed.  The runs are much shorter than the other areas of Chamonix, and nearly the entire mountain is groomed pistes – which means that there isn’t much variety to the slopes.  The lift system isn’t well thought out, so you always have to ski across to one set of lifts or another.  Throw in the Italian ineptitude for queuing and you end up with a frustrating skiing experience. 

Aude beckons to expert slopes

Like Eve with her apple, Aude seduces Matthew onto the expert runs...

 

Scared Matthew on slopes

At some point in every man's life, there comes a time when he must venture off the bunny slopes...

 

The Italians also seem to grade on a curve.  The red slopes on the Italian side were like the blue slopes on the French side, and even the black slopes weren’t overly-challenging.  There were lots of slopes, I guess, but the lack of variety meant that after a day skiing Courmayeur, I was done.

Matthew in Courmayeur

Tucking into some good food in the Italian Alps

 

Aude in Courmayeur

Tucking into some good food in the Italian Alps

 

One thing did live up to its promise, though: the food.  The dining options on the Italian mountain were much better than on the French side.  Aude had homemade polenta with mushrooms, I had a veal steak with ham and cheese, and we shared an incredible charcuterie.

If only we could match the Italian cooking with the French slopes, I’d be in heaven.

Vin chaud

A well-deserved glass of vin chaud at the end of the day.