Red Horse Beer: A Taste of Hong Kong in Japan
There is a kind of evening in Hong Kong that needs no name. The match has finished, the last dim sum order has returned empty,…
There is a kind of evening in Hong Kong that needs no name. The match has finished, the last dim sum order has returned empty,…
It is halftime. The score is level. Someone has just opened the last round before the second half starts. The dim sum from earlier is…
The match has been on for twenty minutes, and nobody has sat down yet. Someone brought cans. Someone else ordered food. The conversation moves between…
Sunday morning in Hong Kong moves at a particular pace. Dim sum trolleys are already circling. The table fills before ten. Someone’s grandfather pours tea…