Running home renovation errands with mum. Went to the electrical shop to confirm oven and ask about fridge. To the curtain shop to choose blinds. We’re getting there, cm by cm.
Finished relatively early, so we went to tung po seafood restaurant. The famous one where every food and travel writer and presenter around the world visits. The chef used to work at a five-star hotel and opened the place in an unlikely location, the top floor of a dirty, grubby wet market. Busy all the time and fresh food. We had prawns with salted eggs, clams with black bean sauce, pork ribs with mayonaise. The seafood was fresh, still swimming in the tank just before cooking. The pork was a bit weird, more mayo than I remember. The beer is served in a bowl.
The meal reminds me of Anthony Bourdain. RIP. Here’s his No Reservation visit a few years ago. The food and décor has not changed.