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Hong Kong rediscovered
Source: Inquirer
Author: Doreen G. Fernandez
Date: 1999-06-20
 
LET'S begin with the bottom-line: Hong Kong is still worth

revisiting and rediscovering. The Asian economic crisis has

affected it of course, but not in the same way we have been

affected. Prices have risen, and it is no longer the world's

bargain center. Because of this it must now be experienced in

different ways. Those who, bedazzled by shopping, sometimes

forgot to eat, must now experience its history, culture, and

especially its food.



Bottom-line sub-one: It is still the culinary capital of Asia, where

almost every kind of cuisine can be found in some 8,700

restaurants. And it is the Chinese culinary capital of Asia,

because almost all Chinese regional cuisines, which on the

mainland one would have to cross a continent to taste, can be

sampled in Hong Kong.



It is all authentic--Szechuan, Hokka, Hunnan, Beijing, Canton,

Swatow and more, whether originally for emperors, for peasants

or for fisherfolk--because ingredients from China and from the

West are all freshly available.



I was there to witness the foodfest called Hong Kong

International Culinary Classic '99, which included chefs in

competition, prizes for dishes and awards for chefs, cooking

demonstrations and classes, and for us guests of the Hong

Kong Tourist Association, visits to restaurants.



Seafood. Dinner at the Superstar Seafood Restaurant (five

branches in Kowloon and Hong Kong) featured Summer Greens.

Seafood, it seems, is especially for Spring (March to May): fresh

lobsters steamed, boiled, broiled, baked, grilled, stir-fried,

sauteed. For Autumn (September to November) crabs are the

feature: green, giant, soft-shell, and especially at the hairy

Shanghai crabs that come down live in large jars filled with ice,

to simulate the wintry waters back home. Winter (December to

February) is of course hot pot season, as well as for tonic food

like bird's nests, snake, dear antler and ginseng, balancing yin

and yang, increasing qi (energy) and improving health.



Summer (June through August) calls for melon greens--winter

(kundol), fuzzy, (hairy marrow), bitter (ampalaya). Thus dinner

started with light shark's fin soup in winter melon. It went on to

deep-fried Mandarin fish (one whole 7'' de-boned freshwater

denizen per person).



The roast duck had been cooked in yellow (cassia flower)

wine--light and sweet. Dried scallops and black mushrooms

were braised with melon in a light broth--and voted the table's

favorite. Steamed buns were filled with Tientsin cabbage and

mushrooms. Finally, the house specialty--stonefish dumplings

in ethereally thin dough--unbelievably delicate yet succulent.

Dessert was a yellow bean pudding.



Lightness was the theme song, delicacy the style, greens the

color for summer. How can one not visit in all the other

seasons?



Hot Pot. But yes, the hot pot can be tasted even in the

summertime. Sun Tung Kee restaurant in Tsim-Sha Tsui

(branches in Hong Kong, Vancouver and Singapore) brings on

broth in large pots, to bubble and boil on the table flame. There

is a choice of broths (vegetable, satay, pig's stomach); we had

the first two in a divided pot. One cooked in perforated ladles

mushrooms (golden, shiitake, straw), thin-sliced delicately

marbled beef, tofu, giant oysters from Canada, sotanghon, fish

slices, shrimp or squid balls, greens--in any order, to any shade

of done-ness--and dipped it in a sauce of one's devising (with

chilis, garlic, leeks).



The choosing, dipping in, fishing out, rescuing, sharing, serving

each other, discussing choices and merits, make for a truly

communal Asian meal. No aloneness, isolation, loneliness or

alienation is possible around a hot pot.



Dim Sum. Or in a teahouse. Since the 10th century, the

Cantonese of southern China have developed some 2,000

varieties of dumplings, buns, rolls and variants thereof, savory

or sweet. One has them with tea--for breakfast, for tea, for

merienda, for lunch. We have good dim sum in Manila now,

quite impressive in quality and variety. But Hong Kong is truly

dim sum country.



The Luk Yu Teahouse (Stanley Street, Central HK) is half a

century old, has polished wood and grills, and white-coated

elder ladies passing around dim sum in shoulder-hung trays.

(They refused to be photographed, because ''their eyes would

go dim.'') Male waiters pour tea and mark tables reserved for old

customers with a teacup and a newspaper. It was full at

breakfast time (mostly businessmen), not really for the dim sum

which was less than great, but for the atmosphere, which is

attractively ''old HK.''



Good dim sum is to be had in many other places in Hong Kong,

including glossy hotel and other restaurants where lines form at

lunchtime. The best dim sum I've ever had was at the Golden

Unicorn years ago, where one dumpling filled with prawns and a

broth was served alone in its steamer-basket, as if it were an

emerald. Its succulence burst in the mouth.



Roast Goose. The one and only Yung Kee (32 Wellington St.,

Central HK) is justly famed, having been named by Fortune

magazine and others one of the top restaurants of the world.

The roast goose is still superb.



The geese (fed corn, rice, vegetables) are grown in China, on a

farm owned by Kam Shui Fai and his family. He started the

restaurant in 1942 as a cooked-food stall. It is now a four-story

building, all restaurant, seating 750 and ''the only one in the

world''--no branches.

Every day, 87-year-old Mr. Kam and his son, Director and

General Manager Kinsen Kam, try the goose, to check its

quality. Another son prepares the sets of ingredients for some

300 ''geese roosted and served with plum sauce each day.

Always, all these 57 years, the goose is charcoal-roasted--the

same family recipe.



Kinsen Kam cites the preserved (''century'') eggs as a specialty,

and braised garoupa tail as his favorite dish--but only next to

roast goose. Older diners like the crisp skin and fat, he says; the

young like breast meat; he himself favors the meat below the

neck. He offered to order for us, and this is what we had: the

unforgettable roast goose; the braised garoupa (memorable);

baby Chinese pechay, each about 2'' tall; a wintermelon bowl

that one scraped into the soup flavored by mushrooms, crab

meat, prawns, scallops, bits of goose meat and slivers of roast

skin. Ummm.
 

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