Coffee, food, photography, and a bit of dentistry

I’ve come across a piece of news that could be bad for some: Facebook is going to revamp its layout again. What interests me though is that it’ll ask people to write a short statement about themselves in a prominent position, right below their profile pics. This has been done in Instagram for quite some time already.

What will be my statement? That’s the question that triggered my thoughts.

Actually I have had a statement on Instagram. The old one used to be “If you’re going through hell, keep going.” It’s apparently not an original quote from me, but it fits my style. At first glance it seems pessimistic, but if you think deep, it’s more like a cautiously optimistic statement. Though I’m facing adversities, I’ll keep going and hoping one day I’ll overcome the difficulties. Yes, I may be a negative person who always sees the half empty glass, but I’m also a studious person who will keep trying no matter what.

But that’s the old statement. I changed it to a new one a few months ago, which says “Coffee, food, photography, and a bit of dentistry”. To me it really represents who I am. I’m never a workaholic, so dentistry comes last. Coffee, food and photography, they’re perhaps equally important, but if they have to be prioritized that’s how they go.

The sum of this statement is positive. Most pressure and sorrow are healed, or at least temporarily forgotten, when I do coffee, food and photography. As for dentistry itself, some days are better than others. I’m sure it gets better when I incorporate the first three into dentistry.

In retrospect (again)

Salad, penis and the world

[This article originally appeared in Anzyme.com on March 10, 2011.]

“Free for dinner?” Texted Martin. “Sure,” I replied. “Thomas wants to have salad, any idea?” “Well, I still have a penis, so let’s pick a place where not all of us need to have salad.”

So on Wednesday night, three of us had 橋底辣蟹 for dinner. The crab wasn’t as spicy as expected, which made it marginally less than perfect. But the dinner itself was pleasant. During the dinner, I couldn’t help but talked something about social issues, which I usually prefer not to talk about with friends or on this blog. It’s just pointless to debate social issues with someone who holds different views than you. Nonetheless, the discussion I had with my friends was productive.

. . .

My emotional crisis strikes me again. I’ve tried to be optimistic, and it really worked for a couple of weeks. But now, my unrealistic fantasies come up to my mind again. Why is life filled with imperfections, unfulfilled dreams and endless turmoil? I really wish some of my fantasies can come true, so that I won’t have regrets when I look back.

Salad (tranquillity), penis (love) and the world (power), which is the most important to men? Power and love are more often talked about. But when one doesn’t get both power and love, it seems that a tranquil life can also be a good option. But please, if I were to live a tranquil life, salad would be fine for me. Just don’t give me congee.

Trip to Tokyo (2015)

So, I travelled alone again, to Tokyo. This trip almost got cancelled as I recovered from hand-food-mouth disease and considered focusing on work. I stayed rational at the end: resorted to playing hard. I’m glad I chose to do that.

Instead of sharing what I did in this trip, I’m going to share some insights from this trip. A lot of them are photography-related because I just love photography. But they somehow apply even if you’re not a photographer.

1) Try to blend into the locals. This doesn’t work when you’re travelling in Europe or in South America for obvious reasons, but in Japan, it works. Don’t wear a backpack, and don’t use a camera neck-strap. I even bought a long transparent umbrella as most Japaneses carry with them in the rain. This way, people always thought I’m a local and spoke Japanese to me before I spoke in English. This is advantageous when you take stealthy street photos.

2) Slow down. Don’t rush in one location and go to another due to time constraints. It’d be even more stupid if you rush even when you have no time constraints. That’s exactly what I did in Singapore and Taipei. Having learnt from that, or perhaps because Japan was a much more interesting place to visit, I succeeded slowing down myself. Do things slowly and I’m sure you’ll experience something unexpected.

3) Do research. Some places just close at the most unexpected times. Most restaurants in Taipei close on Mondays, for instance. And most importantly, Tsukiji Market closes on a certain days. I’m sure most of you know this better than I do as you travel so often.

4) Speaking of Tsukiji market, I have to make one thing very clear. The most famous ones, or the “Big Two” as I call: Sushi Big (壽司大) and Big Equal (大和), are good enough. But is it worth it waiting for four hours for Sushi Big? Think about your experience at Tokichi (中村籐吉) and you’ll know. Besides, from my experience the best one In Tsukiji is not Big Equal (I’ve never been to Sushi Big so I have no idea about that); it’s a less famous one called Chi Man (鮨文). I visited there once two years ago. When I came back this year, I decided to try Big Equal. But I was so regretted about my decision I went to Tsukiji again the next day and had Chi Man. Oh btw, have I mentioned I arrived at Tsukiji at 6-7 am for two consecutive days? This was kinda crazy considering my age, but I loved it.

5) Try those fancy sushi places in Ginza. I’m not talking about 梅登利… From the very early stage planing this trip I decided to spend a fortune at those Michelin-starred sushi bars in Ginza. This was in fact inspired by Shinzo Abe taking Barack Obama to Ginza’s Sukiyabashi Jiro. Of course I couldn’t afford that, and it required booking months in advance. At the end I shortlisted some: Sushi Kanesaka (2-star), Sushi Iwa (1-star), and Kyubey (久兵衛, 1-star), and visited Kyubey. It was good enough, and lunch there was quite a bargain. I spent only ¥8400 for an omakase set. You only eat moderately good sushi for this price in HK; but in Japan, this was already top quality by HK’s standard. Of course in Japan, they could reach even higher standards as prices go up.

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On killing time

It’s day off again. I’m confident by this time most of you know I hate day off on weekends. A day off is meant to be for relaxation, a completely alien concept in this city, especially on weekends. I mean, the malls are packed with people, the countryside and the beach are packed with people, the trains and buses and even the highways are packed with cars. No, I don’t think one can relax on weekends.

But it’s different on weekdays.

I went to Yuen Long today to visit some hidden nice places in this city. I’m never a nature lover. On the contrary, the concept of being an “urban explorer” fascinates me. There are as many interesting places in the city as in the countryside: cafe, sushi bars, ramen places, nicely crafted parks, you name it. And I had a chance to visit a nice sushi bar followed by a cafe today.

The 30-minute drive from Tai Po to Yuen Long itself was a thrill. Driving at 100 kph for 20+ km doesn’t require a Ferrari. My humble old Audi provided sufficient comfort and a small hint of ferocity on demand. Parking (on the street side) in YL sucked however, just as expected in other parts of HK.

The Jap restaurant rested in a small street in Yuen Long, remote from the usual hustle and bustle of the city. If you are lucky enough to be the first 12 guests, you can sit at the sushi bar, served directly by the master chefs. Sitting at the side tables like I did was equally enjoyable, especially when you preferred not to social, or didn’t want the chef to know you feed your camera before you feed your stomach.

Lunch at these pretentious Japanese sushi places are much more affordable than dinner. During lunch time there are lunch sets at around $200-300, while for dinner it’s common to spend more than $1000 per guest. I ordered a $250 “omakase” sushi and sashimi set. Omakase means the chef would choose what’s in the meal for you. This is a bit risky in many restaurants for a carnivore like me, who doesn’t eat lots of veggies. But in a sushi bar, I didn’t think this would be a problem. I mean, I’m a sushi whore.

The omakase set proved fulfilling. In addition to the sushi and sashimi, the appetiser and dessert were equally enjoyable. In short, “the chicken had chicken taste, the fish had fish taste, and the rice had rice taste”. Good chicken, fish and rice tastes, that is.

In order not to end my special day so soon, I continued to explore YL. How can a day be called relaxing without spending a few hours doing nothing in a pretentious cafe? I know a number of good cafes serving specialty coffee in Sheung Wan/Central. And there’s even one among Tsuen Wan’s industrial buildings. But hey, I’m not playing “Hong Kong O”. Going from Tai Po to Yuen Long to Sheung Wan isn’t fun, not even if I drive a brand new Tesla Model S. I decided to look for this imagined pretentious cafe in YL, making it a reality.

And I did it. It was just a 10-minute drive away from the sushi bar. The coffee was nice. They serve single-origin coffee only, and you can choose from hand drip and siphon. So, I read some novel, and wrote this piece. Considering I haven’t written an article for months, this cafe, and on the whole this afternoon’s experience is quite a stimulation to me. It stimulated my creative mind, which is a good thing.

Today’s experience also reminded me of what’s truly important. It’s not shopping for fancy fashion items; it’s my life experience. The insistence on eating quality food, drinking quality coffee, travelling decently (independent of the boundaries of the subway line), and living a quality life on the whole. Money: food, travelling, photography, no more.

Sushi in Yuen Long

In retrospect (again)

愛情小說

(Originally published on March 24, 2006. Just wondering how could something I wrote 9 years ago remains so relevant today.)

還記得自己人生接觸的第一部愛情小說,是多年前受姐姐所託,在香港書展中買回來的《雪地裏的蝸牛奄列》,作者張小嫻。當時充滿好奇心的我,在姐姐看完那本書後亦借來看看,嗯,不錯。自此之後,自己也經常嘗試寫散文,寫小說。當中有關於愛情的,亦有不是關於愛情的。現在回想,當時年幼的我還未了解愛情,何來寫小說?不過,正如飲醉了的人在街上醉昏昏,行路東歪西倒仍說自己「我無醉!」一樣,當時不懂愛情的黃毛小子,滿以為自己瞭解愛情的。日積月累,寫的東西越來越多,而不時我都會在自己的網頁張貼文章,希望大家一起欣賞。

把話題拉遠一點,也許你們會問:《雪地裏的蝸牛奄列》是關於甚麼?故事內容很難在這裡描述,因為刻骨銘心的故事通常都要自己意會的。而且這本書亦不是我這篇文章的重點。我只想說,自己之後也會不時翻看該書,每次都有不同的體會。

而另外一本自己早期接觸的愛情小說,是《流波上的舞》,作者亦是張小嫻。小時候每當我比較這兩本書,我總覺得前者較好看;後者,稍為悶了一點兒。

最近我又把兩本書翻看。首先看的是《流波上的舞》,之後才吃「蝸牛奄列」。奇怪地,這次的感覺轉了。我被《流波上的舞》深深感動。

「既然沒有辦法,我們用接吻來分離。」書中的事是由這首法語歌開始的。女主角在法語班認識的女同學將到倫敦結婚,想托女主角交還一本與前度男友合寫的日記給前度男友。

女同學的前度男友就是故事的男主角。

日記上了鎖,但女主角交還日記前,意外地看到日記掉下來的一頁,是由男主角寫的。內容是關於男主角如何為另一個朋友隱瞞感情上的缺陷。女主角深深被男主角的智慧吸引。

交還日記後,他們因機緣巧合再次遇上,保持聯絡,最後,他愛上了她,她又愛上了他。但隔在兩人之間,是女主角和在地球另一端的男朋友七年的感情。

「人生總會有很多可能,但我們最終只會與其中一人長相廝守。」男主角這樣說。

女主角很愛男主角,他們的相遇,是人生最好的相逢。

但到最後,女主角選擇到波士頓與男朋友結婚。她認為他才是她的故土。

臨走的一晚,女主角和男主角跳舞,把所有的無奈與失望都化成一支永恆的舞,把所有的思念和嫉妒都消逝成一吻。「既然沒有辦法,我們用接吻來分離。」

這段人生最好的相逢深深感動我,至少,它是刻骨銘心的。無錯,我們人生中的相逢有幾多是完美的?我們人生中能說幾多次「我愛你」?

有一段日子,我曾經嘗試把張貼文章在自己的網頁成為習慣,但最後因太忙而放棄了;況且,壓力下趕出來的文章是不會動人的。

如今,我從新體會到人生中最好的相逢是多麼漂亮,激發起我對重新寫愛情故事的興趣。我也要自己寫一段人生中最好的相逢,而且是要長篇的。

也許,這段相逢只是人生中的第一次,可能只是平凡生活中的小插曲;但亦有可能是大樂章前的小調,隨著時間慢慢地高潮迭起,變成燦爛的,令人嚮往的交響樂。

希望在不久的將來,我可以親手創作一段人生中最美好的相逢,到時可再與大家分享一下。

12 Years

Today is a special day which, unfortunately, is easily forgotten: it’s the anniversary of this site, Anzyme.com. It’s so easily forgotton that I didn’t remember it until this morning. Yes, this site was deliberately chosen to be opened one day before V Day, so that for the lonely few, myself included, there’s something to celebrate.

12 years shouldn’t be a special occasion for great celebration, but since we’re Chinese (genetically), 12 is a magic number: a complete cycle of the Chinese zodiac. When Anzyme.com was first created in 2003 it was the Year of the Sheep, and we’ve come to another Year of the Sheep this year. What does that mean? Well on one hand, it could mark my perseverance. Anzyme.com is probably the most persistant thing I’ve done. If you know a little about human physiology, the huamn skeleton is replaced every 10 years (under normal bone turnover rate), so this site is comfortably older than my skeleton. On the other hand though, it could just mean I’ve done something recurrently without any meaningful achievement, just like most other events in my life.

OK, enough of crap. We all understand that the finest hours of my site is gone. To those who read this, meaning you still read this site, thank you. I may be living an average simple life, but I’ll try to be an average hero and add some spice to my life.

Poetic touch

Well, I’m quite into adding a poetic touch to my Instagram posts lately. More strangely, it’s done in Chinese. Let’s share some:

Gaming

Once again I’m addicted to games. It’s not those sophisticated games (in terms of graphic intensity) that I fell victim to; it’s the simple games on iPhone/iPad that I’ve always enjoyed. In particular, SimCity BuildIt succeeded the series’ long tradition of effectively killing time. Simply staring at the screen blankly, watching the buildings being built and you’ll find an hour has passed without the slightest sign. This is really useful in filling the gap between two appointments, or when I get home but is too early to go to bed. “What’s the fun when you just look at the screen and press buttons occasionally?” One might ask. Well, the most important use of games is to kill time. Sure, those intense RPG/racing games are also fun, but when you just want to sit back and relax, the last thing you want is adrenaline.

For certain people, though, life itself is a game. When one is young and time is abundant, one may choose to explore life through untraditional means. They also got the freedom to choose jobs of interest. One day, they can work in a bike gear shop in Tai Mei Tuk, assembling mountain bikes and flying a kite when they’re free; another day they can work in a cafe crafting specialty coffee. While those jobs are totally unrelated to one another, ultimately they constitute life experience.

Whether you enjoy gaming on iOS or gaming in life, ultimetely it’s fun we’re looking for. If there isn’t fun, there is a problem. Right now, I have a problem. I wish my life was just like SimCity — entering cheat codes and problems got solved.

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Christmas Eve

It’s this time in the year again, when people rush to the streets with a purpose. No, it’s not the July 1 protest. It’s Christmas Eve. In the old days I wrote a few pieces on Christmas Eve, and I’d say Christmas signifies hope. Today that saying is still true. I still believe Christmas gives hope and brings peace on earth. I may be spending Christmas alone (or maybe not ;)), hashtagging in social media #DinnerAlone, #LifeSucks, #誰又騎著那鹿車飛過 and so on, but those sayings do not necessarily mean that I feel lonely. Instead, I’m enjoying Christmas more than ever. For the first time in life, I choose to spend time alone, in a bid to search for my very own values, things that I’m truly looking for, things that I most value. Those efforts could be in vain at the end, but in that process I hope I could at least discover something. Sometimes, that could mean an unexpected discovery.

A year ago I wrote a private list of my goals in 2014. When I look at it as the year end approaches, I’m glad most of those goals have been fulfilled. One reason is my determination, but it should also be noted that those goals had to be realistic to begin with. Yes, as I mature I realized one key to happiness is to be realistic and set targets that are achievable. If you don’t, you’ll never be happy. 

See you soon in 2015. Be happy. 

A recap — 四寶丸

In recent days the focus of attention turns to Mongkok again, when police start to clear the occupation scenes in Mongkok. Shantung Street often appears in news reports. This brings back old memories again, memories about my favourite local snack shop “Four-treasure Balls”. Unfortunately due to rising rents in this city, a phenomenon that contributes partly to the whole Umbrella Movement, it’s been closed for nearly two years. Let’s just recap an article, in Chinese, I wrote about it four years ago.

印象中自己還未寫過關於食物的文章,今日跟「四寶丸」重逢,帶來了這個機會。

四寶丸無錯是旺角的街頭小食,但通常我提四寶丸,都是指位於旺角賣四寶丸的食店。這間食店由我開始逛旺角時已經存在,大概就是我中二、三,即02,03年的時候。當時我久不久放學後會到旺電,而「四寶丸」就在旺電旁邊,賣珍珠奶茶和台式小食。現在已經不記得最初是為了買珍珠奶茶還是四寶丸,估計這問題就像問先有雞還是先有蛋一樣。

當時旺角還沒有甚麼輕鬆飲、貢茶等台式飲品店,就連在街邊的寬頻推銷員都比現在少。「四寶丸」賣的台式飲品五元一杯,要加珍珠就七元,算是相當便宜,顧客亦非常多。大家都圍在店鋪外,看誰先跟賣野呀姐有眼神交流,然後把錢遞過去,說「藍莓綠茶加珍珠,同埋一串辣四寶丸」,呀姐又會極速心算價錢找續,而找續的過程中,呀姐又能一心多用,聽下一個顧客要甚麼。飲品通常一分鐘內一定到手,而且呀姐還能大約認出飲品是誰的,相比現在如貢茶之流的台式飲品店,相當有效率。順帶一提,熟客門通常都能有系統地叫出自己想要的東西,就像去到星巴克,叫 “Iced Grande Caramel Macchiato” 一樣,不需店員再問甚麼。

食物方面,當然以「賣飛佛」四寶丸為首選。四寶丸有蝦丸、墨魚丸、肉丸和牛丸,不要沙爹醬已經好吃,加了沙爹醬就另有一番風味。另外,花枝丸和龍蝦丸加了沙爹醬都非常出色,辣魚蛋做得很好很彈牙,而魚肉燒賣加了秘制咖哩汁是一流的。近年「四寶丸」更有先見之明,在台式腸仔還未流行前已率先引入,賣得還比外面便宜,算是他們回饋顧客的一種態度。

幾年前旺電旁的「四寶丸」不見了,以為它結業了,不禁感到心酸。後來才發現它搬到山東街現址,大家又能繼續享受抵食的台式飲品和小食。不過,現在的「四寶丸」跟以前全盛時期相比,顧客數目已大不如前,估計就是少了貢茶等的捧場客。要強調的是,「四寶丸」的飲品質素並無下降,只是新興飲品店飲品款式較多,而且,「四寶丸」的小食還是很出色的。這間店多年來屹立不倒,其實不無道理。

「四寶丸」多年來伴我成長,是我中學年代的一個重要回憶。入了大學後到旺角的機會少了很多,上次吃四寶丸可能是幾個月,甚至半年前的事了。今天跟「四寶丸」久別重逢,吃的一部分是蝦丸、墨魚丸的味道,但更大部分是中學時期的回憶。看著手上的一串四寶丸,不禁想起一幕幕舊時跟朋友逛旺角、hea、補習的回憶;咬一口四寶丸,以前生活嘗過的甜酸苦辣立即回來了。想起以前讀書時最艱難的日子,捱過了,現在的考驗算不上甚麼;但回想舊時簡單生活帶來的歡樂,錯過了,現在的生活頓時黯然失色。

味道總會隨風而逝,記憶卻歷久常新。

後記:多年來食了無數粒四寶丸,今天想在twitter介紹這間店,到openrice搜尋,才發現自己從來都不知它的正名。找到了,原來「四寶丸」一直用一個低調的名字。現在向大家正式介紹:台式地道美食,地址為旺角山東街40號地下。

This article was originally posted on Anzyme.com on October 15, 2010.