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Where's Jonny? Care to dine with me? You would think that 11 years of daily food tasting for a living might put me off?......au contraire! Chomp away with me across 6 continents. Seduced like a bloodhound to the scent of good food, I anticipate the misty waft of steaming broths, the satisfying crunch of mudbugs and the vibrant aroma of freshly pulverised lemongrass. Buon appetito

Notes on HK

HONG KONG | Saturday, 24 February 2007 | Views [755]

London is sterile compared to Hong Kong, Los Angeles, like an operating theatre. 

The senses are driven wherever you are especially smell the intensity of which increases as evening draws on.

Its like filling Glade plug-ins with clove, cinnamon, fennel seed, star anise and sezchuan pepper and planting them in every socket in your home, shutting all the windows and breathing.

Bicycle bells, wafts of yeast, crab, noole, duck, spices, sewage (and even that has a hint of saffron) cries from stall holders, neon lights everywhere, pedestrian crossings that ring like a muffled alarm clock eternally sound - dinga, dinga, dinga, dinga, dinga, dinga

Huge fish eagles soar above the vertigo-enhancing sky rise buildings as even larger birds fly in through the misty clouds carrying tourists and men in suits.

Hectic everywhere like bees in a hive, its impossible to stay focussed, there's just too many messages.  Thrilling but tiring.  I'm glad I cannot read Chinese.

People so curteous that even when the road is clear and crowds seething, they will wait patiently for the green man.

I like this city.

My senses are alive.

Tags: Culture

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