Saturday, 22 September 2012

My body is my temple...

Sweet Sweet Boyfriend say we foodie people eat well because my body is temple. But temple sound so Chinese and no grand. In yoga class we no say "Temple",  we say "Namaste" (and first time I thought someone curse me).  Can't he say "my body is my namaste" instead?  That so much grander.

Sweet Sweet Boyfriend has new gweilo hiker friend who like eating.  The two of them say go Temple Street.  The restaurant must be very grand because my body is temple and we must eat well.

When Sweet Sweet Boyfriend say I go MTR station to meet up, I say why no Central or Tsim Sha Tsui?  Michilin star (or is it Star Michilin, Starred Michilin, Michilin Starred?) restaurant no go open shop outside grand area.  I want him pick me up in his new CLK 63 AMG Black Series but he say no valet.  Arrgghh!  I no like walking escalator in my stilettos.  What if they catch heel of my new Jimmy Choo. I will mad die me.

When we got to Yau Ma Tei and Sweet Sweet Boyfriend say get off now. I was very mad die him.  He want go Miu Gai!  Why say Temple Street!?  Miu Gai is Miu Gai, why make it grand sounding?

Walk down Miu Gai in my heels no good and two of them want eat clay pot rice at this place called Hing Kee outside without air-conditioning.  I say to Sweet Sweet Boyfriend, "You no buy me LadurĂ©e, I leave now"

After promising a big hamper of Ladurée for me to be deliver to office (to jealous die all girls sitting around me) and a spa treatment at Landmark Oriental. We sat down.

I no expect service but woman waiter gave me a stool to put my bag.  And they follow Andy Lau (Wah  Jai!  Wah Jai!!) instruction and give Japan guy tourist a stool for his backpack too.  Hmm... Miu Gai so good service.  What happen to Michilin star restaurants in Central when they no give stool??




We no order a lot because it is hot and I no like no grand place.  We had:

Sweet & sour pork.  Ok taste.  No ketchup or highlighter orange sauce. A bit soft and you have pork instead of crust only.  

We also had claypot rice with glutinous rice, preserved vegetables and pork.  Lots of crust.  They say cook over charcoal.  It was hot but I ate.  No tell girl friends I eat preserved vegetables.  That very peasant.  I try be polite and eat rice after 3pm.  Two bites.  Should be ok, no? I walk enough on escalator to take MTR today to burn the calories.




Gweilo hiker friend of Sweet Sweet Boyfriend say he likes bitter gourd. So we had bitter gourd with beef.   Texture very soft and beef too much baking soda.


I was trying to be polite and say things ok until next table tourists squeezed soy sauce too hard and sprayed my ankle and my Jimmy Choos.  I so mad die me but they ignorant people no know you no wipe patent leather shoes with alcohol wipe!

So, I go Miu Gai to eat and can claim I am foodie writer.  I no just look price and say no to places.  For me to go back, I no eat bitter gourd but will wait till cold to eat the claypot rice (and has to be before 3pm!).

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