In Which An Empty Stomach Leads Me To Victory: The Curry House, Wan Chai (A Lot Of Video In This Post)
You know, I think I hit the culinary jackpot today.
("Why are all of this fat-ass's posts about food?" Well, it's 'cause I'm going out to the movies later and today was a chill-out day before I move into the apartment tomorrow.)
I kept walking and walking after dropping off my laundry and I finally ended up at the Curry House in Wanchai.
I'll probably never be able to find it again -- sort of snuck up on the place from a side-street -- but I'll try.
When I came out, I ended up on Queen's Road East, about one block over from Johnston Road before that met Wan Chai Road.
Okay, the video tells the story better than my words can so watch these segments in sequence.
My fat claw holding the picture menu...
I ordered the Ceylon White Curry with Chicken; Not too spicy and a hundred different kinds of delicious!
This is where I ended up when I exited the place...
One of the very nice things about Hong Kong is how little defacement and graffiti you see. Make no mistake: it exists here but not like in NYC or somewhere like that. So I took a shot of this defacement because it was funny. I thought everyone loved Aaron Kwok? Apparently not...
Born in 1967, I spent most of my life in Maryland before I moved to Hong Kong in late 2011. Perpetually 50 pounds overweight, I'm a non-smoker and a social drinker. Thankful to the forces of The Universe for my life, I'm not very religious now despite having explored various faiths as a young man. I worked in 3 record stores in a college town from 1987 to 1990 and those jobs gave me a lot of joy as well as a musical education. A film fan, I'm partial to the cinema of Hong Kong, especially Shaw Brothers titles. An Anglophile, I also gravitate to British films and music. My youth was spent on Marvel comics; Universal and Hammer horror movies; the magical work of Ray Harryhausen; the classic American films of the 1930s, especially ones starring Jean Harlow; Hanna Barbera cartoons; the music from the glory days of American AM radio; lousy TV reruns; Mego toys; and Godzilla films...