I love Hong Kong. It’s probably my favourite city in Asia. And one of the reasons why I love it is that it has got this great mix between Chinese and English cultures. Things that I find annoying about China (pushing, shoving, spitting) simply don’t exist in Hong Kong. But Hong Kong still has the Chinese feel, the temples, the food, the markets… A perfect combination, in my opinion!
One interesting result of the Asian and Western fusion is some of the food options. A typical Hong Kong breakfast for example is this: beef instant noodles, milk tea, egg and a roll. (Note: no chopsticks!)
Another very popular options is macaroni soup with a fried egg, a slice of toast and milk tea. For my hotel breakfast I usually chose macaroni tomato soup with fried cubes of spam on top and the usual sides. Yummy! But a bit odd.
I had read that in the 1960s and 70s, when Hong Kong people became richer, the demand for new and innovative restaurants rose and a weird version of western dishes became popular (and some of them still are!): borscht made with tomatoes instead of beetroot (but still called borscht), baked curry rice (disappointingly without cheese), soya sauce chicken spaghetti.
I read that a restaurant called Mido Cafe in Yau Ma Tei served these dishes and had a great 60s style interior, so I went to check it out.
The interior did look great but the food was very underwhelming.
This was my view out of the window. Looking at that neon sign I felt like I was in an old Hong Kong film!
The restaurant looks out onto Temple Street night market and my friends convinced me to go see a fortune teller after dinner. The Temple Street area has a ton of these little tents with fortune tellers.
My friends knew a particular trustworthy one who allowed you to ask about one specific part of your life and would then predict what would happen in the next six months in relation to your question. Turns out that fortune teller had a long queue (unlike the guy below).
So we queued up but after 15 minutes or so the fortune teller told us that she wouldn’t have enough time for us that night as other people had pre-booked.
Phew! I was kind of glad because I don’t like any of this hocus pocus…