Hong Kong is popular as it is: urban, hip, foodie’s dream. I can talk all about the great food in the multiple Michelin starred restaurant or the shopping frenzy you can do there. But lo and behold, I was charmed by none other than a small, fishy fishing village west of the main Hong Kong island, on Lantau Island. Seriously though, even a typhoon-like rain did not stop us loving this little hamlet called Tai O.
It was in the middle of summer when I arrived in Hong Kong. There was this soggy feeling, as every pores in my body was oozing sweat, even in the nicely air-conditioned double-decker bus. Finally after years of dreaming, my feet were on solid dim-sum ground. You do not have to be a fortune teller to find out that this is going to another gourmand post. Mate, you are in Hong Kong after all.