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  1. Magazines - Post Magazine - SUNDAY MORNING

    So near, yet so feared

    Posted Sep 21st 2014, 09:09am by cecilie gamst berg

    ... the ground for all the walking, cycling, laughing, chatting and selling and buying feet. The locals welcomed me into their midst. I have returned to Sihui again and again over the years, noting ... on video a few years earlier. They still laughed at my middle-class abhorrence to hanging live, flapping chickens upside down. As we chatted, a jumped-up government official- a clipboard Nazi- came ...

  2. Magazines - Post Magazine - SUNDAY MORNING

    Something new: Rummin' Ting is a taste of the Caribbean

    Posted Oct 18th 2014, 10:47pm by JENNI MARSH

    ... Jenni Marsh Jenni Marsh A taste of the Caribbean Let's play a game. I'm eating Jamrock jerk chicken, rasta veggie patties and callaloo with cassava chips. Where am I? Nope, it's not Trinidad, Tobago or Antigua (although wouldn't that be nice!), I'm at Hong Kong's only Caribbean restaurant, which opened this month. While Mandy's Private Kitchen, ...

  3. Magazines - Post Magazine - SUNDAY MORNING

    Rant: the height of rudeness

    Posted Aug 16th 2014, 11:32pm by TIFFANY AP

    ... Tiffany Ap LC Leong The height of rudeness Being a tall, Chinese girl (five feet, 10 inches au naturel, six foot two in heels) brings out a rather funny reaction in people. Well, mainly in men, who will accost you to force an inane conversation about your apparently freakish stature. "You are really tall," men say to me in bars and other social settings. "Like ...

  4. Magazines - Post Magazine - SUNDAY MORNING

    Then & now: the great escapes

    Posted Aug 16th 2014, 11:32pm by Jason Wordie

    ... of (mostly political) reasons, had voted with their feet against the “people’s paradise” then being created. In recent years, many former refugees have become skittish when reminded ...

  5. Magazines - Post Magazine - SUNDAY MORNING

    Something new: blind dates at Alchemy in the Dark

    Posted Jul 12th 2014, 11:21pm by JENNI MARSH

    ... eating chicken. "This soup," I declared, "is carrot and coriander." Even the too-close sniff that dunked my nostrils did not reveal the real tomato and cumin flavours. Dining ...

  6. Magazines - Post Magazine - SUNDAY MORNING

    So near, yet so feared: a friend in need

    Posted Jun 29th 2014, 12:47am by cecilie gamst berg

    ... substances. I also don't like anything that looks boring and/or disgusting, like tripe, whole chickens and fish. Not so with good old E. She'll try anything for a laugh, a good story ...

  7. Magazines - Post Magazine - SUNDAY MORNING

    So near, yet so feared: Answers on a plate

    Posted Dec 14th 2013, 10:28pm by cecilie gamst berg

    ... exceptions such as tripe and chicken's feet) but it is put together with the utmost regard for what's good for the body. Lots of vegetables fresh from the market (meaning they're just out of the ground); chicken and pork from animals that were happily running around just a few hours ago; and very little wheat or sugar- these are the real secrets to being slim. So when ...

  8. Magazines - Post Magazine - SUNDAY MORNING

    Rant: food additives

    Posted May 24th 2014, 11:03pm by Stuart Heaver

    ... so much more wholesome than, say, dustbin-fried or hot pavement-sizzled. Curiously, despite the trend for locally sourced food, I have yet to find any Kowloon kale, Chai Wan chicken ...

  9. Magazines - Post Magazine - SUNDAY MORNING

    Then & now: flights, camera, action

    Posted May 17th 2014, 11:06pm by Jason Wordie

    ... were only a couple of hundred feet above the rooftops. Passengers could peer into the kitchen windows of the walled city below and speculate as to what Mrs Chan was cooking for dinner. It felt ...

  10. Magazines - Post Magazine - SUNDAY MORNING

    So near yet so feared: where a dog's dinner

    Posted Feb 03rd 2013, 12:00am by cecilie gamst berg

    ... me if I liked dogs. I said I loved them, and he promptly went out and bought a kilo. I hadn't caught the word for "eat". It tasted, as expected, like chicken (albeit ... ourselves on the ease with which we had secured tickets when a terrible sound froze my blood. It was dogs, dozens and dozens of dogs, crying for help in the luggage hold under our feet. The bus ...




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