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22 Ships – 2,000 calories

In Food,Hong Kong on August 4, 2013 by triotriotrio

22 Ships

Wanchai, Hong Kong

My first reaction was: “there is not a single thing on this menu that someone would not find offensive.”

The concept is one of equality for all. There are no reservations, seating is on bar stools, and there are no posh behind-the-scenes tables for the exclusive guests. This place is about good food, served plainly with copious amounts of beverages. There is beer and also specialty cocktails.

Now to the offense: around the world people are bound to religious or ethical limitations on what they can or want to consume. There are those that keep Kosher. There are those that feel compelled not to eat veal. Well if you fall into any of these categories: avoid this place like it is the rapture.

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Pork belly: my big observation about living in China is that Chinese people love their fat. I am from the skinless-boneless world of dulling the flavors down for ‘health reasons.’ But here – it is pure unadulterated fat-on. The pressed pork belly has three levels of wonderful. First – there is the chewy outer coating. Second there is the gelatinous fatty center. Lastly there is the belly fat, that portion in which reminds you of eating a thick cut bacon steak.

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Veal chop – this was a happy calf. The chop was simply prepared with a garlic and parsley rub. It sat on a puree of tuber mash. Proof: food does not have to be overly worked or a science experiment to be good.

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Spicy shrimp: pulp and juicy. It is hard to believe that this was the bronze medal at the table. Anywhere else it would be taking home the gold.

22 Ships – come early and reserve your space. There may be a wait but it is worth it.

Leave your guilt at the door.


Arrivederci Pizzeria Publico

In Food,Hong Kong,Updates on July 1, 2013 by triotriotrio Tagged: , ,

NYPI know that I am not the first person to contemplate New York pizza. Though its origins are obviously Italian, early immigrant to the New World made it their own. In a process of reverse migration, the pizza returned to Europe and later to the rest of the world, even Hong Kong.

When I consider the New York pizza, I believe there are certain elements that distinguish it from other varieties:

  • Thin crust
  • Pliable (ideally eaten by folding the piece in half)
  • Cut into long tapering triangle slices
  • Basic ingredients (marinara sauce, mozzarella, fresh basil, pepper flakes, and hard cheese topping)*

Though there are a lot of choices when it comes to pizza in Hong Kong, Pizzeria Publico (PP) has in recent years has distinguished itself as a slice above the rest in the New York genre. Situated in the heart of Soho, PP provided an informal locale where one could buy an individual slice, a cold beer and a deli sandwich.

I was dishearted to learn that the owners had shut down their little shop and relocated to Queen’s Road Central. PP has been folded into their Linguini Fini location.

Since PP has been relocated I had the opportunity to visit and do a small evaluation. I understand that Hong Kong rents are high and it is difficult to run a small business but the consolidation of the two locations does not work.

There are three points that I would like to make in this regard:

  • Pizza can no longer be bought by the slice
  • They have removed their deli sandwiches from the menu
  • The casual nature has now been replaced by a formal dining area

The pizza is still good but I can longer think of this a pizza parlor. The unique space located off the escalator has been lost. That little piece of New York is gone and PP has faded into the endless number of Hong Kong pizzerias that strive to make a good pizza but just can’t make the cut.

Arrivederci Pizzeria Publico – I will miss you!

* This is not intended to be a definitive list


When a blueberry met a pancake

In Food,Hong Kong,Pancakes on April 16, 2013 by triotriotrio Tagged: , , , ,


A sad showing for a dish with such rich heritage

Throughout history there have been great food meetings. When peanut butter met jelly, ice cream and the cone and the hot dog and the bun, these are just a few.

But I would like to think that when the blueberry met the pancake, this encounter was just as important as the previous encounters mentioned. I have no historical proof, but I imagine that the blueberry is responsible for the pancake filling phenomena. The humble and simple blueberry took the pancake to its next level of greatness.

I enjoy a plain pancake but the ones that really get me excited are the ones that a little more complex.

Saffron Bakery

Stanley Beach, Hong Kong

Sunday was a beautiful day. It was clear and warm and I was spending the day checking out an art exhibition along the promenade. Saffron Bakery is an independent bakery that has a reputation for some speculator-baked goods. Their coconut tart is one of my favorites. As you can imagine, I was excited to see that the Sunday special was Blueberry Pancakes.

I will not go into much detail because they were a complete failure. The experience would turn me off from ever trying them again.

Low points:

1. Thimble of syrup, just plain stingy

2. No sides (butter or powered sugar)

3. Starchy (heavy and undercooked, I could detect pieces of uncooked baking power in the middle)

High points:

1. The blueberries were the small ripe type that still had a little pop in them.

I am sad to say that the McDonald’s next door serves a finer hotcake at 25% the price. Very disappointing outing especially since I like to support local businesses.

Final Rating:

Some Merit –  ★★


Campy evening

In Food,Hong Kong on April 13, 2013 by triotriotrio Tagged: ,

Too many glasses

Too many glasses

Bon jour

The evening began with our host stating, “Welcome to Burgundy.” But it didn’t look like France; I was clearly overlooking the dense haze of Victoria Harbour, high from the top of the Peak. But I am firm believer in the “suspension of display” so I took Pierre’s welcome and followed him through a five course dinner that included eight wine pairings.

All of the wines are from Maison Champy. The remarkable thing was the diversity that each wine brought to the conservation. Whites and reds combined to make a special evening. I cannot remember ever attending such an event. My initial thought was, “this is too much wine.” But I did my best to push through for the sake of science and adventure.


Home-cured salmon and caviar with steamed crabmeat frittata les suchots

Champy, Chardonnay Signature, 2007

Champy, Pernand-Vergeelesses Blanc, 2009

Cream of Jerusalem artichokes scented with black truffle oil

Champy, Chassagne-Montrachet, 2009

Champy, Puligny-Montrachet Blanc, 2009

Oven-roast crisp supreme of Petaluma duck

Champy, Pinot Noir Signature, 2009

Champy, Beaune Vieille Vigne, 2008

Brie de Meaux Sandwich with sweet onion relish and affila cress

Champy, Aloxe Corton, 2008

Champy, Vosne Romanee 1er Cru “Les Suchots”, 2009

Roasted almond sable, Valrhona guanaja chocolate tart white espresso gelato and caramel foam


Thank you to the staff of Café Deco who hosted the dinner. It was a wonderful experience.

Champy dinner


Pancake by any other name

In Food,Hong Kong,Pancakes,Updates on April 8, 2013 by triotriotrio


JQ and the Beggar’s Chicken

The Ching Ming Festival in Hong Kong is one of the traditional Chinese holidays that give people an opportunity to remember and honor their ancestors at gravesites. Sometimes known as Tomb Sweeping Day, it is a family day where remembrance and celebration are combined to create a special period where busy families can be together.

Like many Hong Kong holidays, I feel a little out of touch. I have no tombs to visit and no relatives to commune with. But like many expats I have taken the opportunity to embrace the day and celebrate it my own way. After all, a day off is a day off.

It was on this occasion that I celebrated with several friends (new and old) at a traditional Chinese restaurant. This place is best known for their Peking duck and their Beggar’s chicken. This is a dish that the chicken is baked in a clay enchasing with herbs and other spices. The clay hardens during the cooking process and one of the joys of this dish is one of the luck party gets to take a big hammer and smash it open. It is delicious.

The meal came to an end and the dessert menu appeared. There are several points that I would like to make at this juncture:

  1. After such a gluttonous meal, there was no need for dessert
  2. Chinese desserts tend to be very different from Western desserts
  3. Pancakes are not a dessert dish

It is times like this that I should forgo with dessert but the menu did sport two pancake selections, and being a person with a considerable curiosity, it was imperative to try them. The first pancake had a red bean filling and the second had a date filling.

“A pancake by any other name would be just as sweet”

The problem is that these were not pancakes. Like many other products on the streets of Hong Kong, things are called pancakes but in reality they are not. As a reminder, a pancake must meet four criteria:

  1. It must be made from a batter (flour based which is in liquid form before cooking)
  2. Must be prepared on a grill
  3. Must have a topping
  4. Two sided

“Pancakes” – photos by J Theunissen

As I suspected, these pancake imposters were in fact fritters. For simplicity sake, I will rate them based on the criteria standard.

  1. The mixture was made from a dough rather than a batter
  2. They were deep-fried
  3. No topping
  4. As stated, they had a filling

I will acknowledge that they were good, especially the date one. The deep-frying process however made them far too saturated with oil.

Hong Kong is a world city that gives the outsiders a unique insight to the Chinese diaspora. Along the way, culture has a way of getting side tracked and the nuances that make something so unique are lost. In the same way that I will never quite understand Tomb Sweeping Day, I am not sure if Chinese people will really understand the pancake.


A Wild Ride

In Hong Kong on November 8, 2011 by triotriotrio


A three-week vacation is a marathon, not a sprint. Thus as we began today’s adventure leisurely and fortified with my favorite meal of the day, breakfast.


We started off by picking up some bakery items from the small place near the apartment. They have some wonderful coconut bread and raisin twists. They are perfect for taking on the bus. Then we went for pancakes at McDonald’s. (There is something to be said about McDonald’s – you can travel the world over but the pancakes are the same wherever you are.)

Then we took a series of buses to Stanley. The bus ride to Stanley takes about an hour on on top of a double deck bus it is a more exciting ride than many roller-coasters.  Stanley is best known as a sleepy beachside community and the home the Hong Kong Maritime Museum, which happens to be my current place of employment.

We arrived in town just in time for the turtle’s bath at the local temple. (Sorry no pictures out of respect for the turtle) Then we dashed to the museum just as the rain started to fall. I took the Orville and Thelma around the museum and told them a little about what I am currently working on.

We had a fabulous lunch at a Vietnamese restaurant. We all ate fishcake and a yummy coleslaw chicken salad.

Then it was off to the famous Stanley Market. Thelma was tempted by a few things to buy but in the end we only walked away with one souvenir, a terra-cotta warrior in miniature.

Not a bad day for a light adventure.

Mini Warrior


Pirates and Parents

In Hong Kong,Updates on November 6, 2011 by triotriotrio


Jennifer’s parents arrived on Saturday morning for a three-week visit. We immediately went into a tour mindset. By the end of the first day they had eaten a Chinese meal, floated across the harbor on a ferry, rode the ding ding, and climbed to the top of the peak on the tram. Wow – what a start.  It is important for visitors that have crossed the dateline to stay up as late as possible on the first day or else they will never adjust to the new time difference. I am happy to report, both of our guests crashed Saturday evening and were ready bright and early on Sunday to get started again.

Sunday was intended to be a more laid back day. We decided to take them to the outlying island of Cheung Chau. This island is best known as a notorious hangout of pirates back in the day and the annual bun festival.Fisher Woman

Departing from the Central Piers, we took the ferry to out to the island. It takes about 45 minutes. We took a leisurely walk that turned into a strenuous hike. Along the way there were some wonderful view, wildlife and plant life.

One of the highlights was taking a short sampan ride to the other side of island where we saw the cave of Cheung Po Tsai. He is reported to have stashed all his treasure on the island. IMG_2665

We ended the evening by going to a Japanese restaurant for pork tenderloins. All in all, a pretty good day!