LUNCH IN HONG KONG
We had an 8 hour layover in Hong Kong so we took a bullet train from the airport to Kowloon. From Kowloon, the star ferry boat took us to Hong Kong. When I arrived in Hong Kong it was around 7am just in time for breakfast. There was one problem, because it was so early not many places were open. We asked around, and finally heard about a little Chinese place not far from the mall we were in.
When I got to the door of the restaurant a man ran out and held up 4 fingers asking if we needed a table for 4. We nodded. As we headed for the front door the man opened a side door and motioned for us to go up. After being ushered up three flights of stairs, we were seated at table. There was no one else in the room but as soon as we sat down, a old man came out from the kitchen. He set a pink paper down on the table.
Immediately after that, as if on cue, a woman came out of the kitchen with a tray of bamboo containers with different foods. Then another person with bamboo containers. And another. And another. They just kept coming. At first we said yes to all the dishes that were brought to us, but after a few minutes we had to say no because we simply couldn’t eat any more!
I’m not really sure what I ate, because none of them spoke clear English to explain what we were getting. It was a funny experience because we didn’t actually order anything it was all just brought to us. I liked pretty much everything that was brought to the table-but the one dish I really didn’t like was a purplish/blackish brownie looking thing. I heard it was a dessert so I thought it would be sweet. When I tried it, it was not at all sweet and tasted nothing like a brownie. I quickly ate some other food to get the yucky taste out of my mouth. By the time we were ready to leave the place had filled up a bit more, so we were no longer the only people in the room. Just before we left I was brought a damp hot towel to wash my hands. I have to say I like the warm feeling of the hot towel better than paper towels.