Sometimes a picture really is worth 1000 words.
I thought there might be a few lessons to be gleaned from these novel posts in Hong Kong and perhaps some reminders to carry into the week ahead.
A sweet addition to my food adventures in Hong Kong is tofu pudding, called “dau fu fa” or bean curd jello. As a part of Hong Kong’s cultural heritage, tofu pudding is a simple dessert in contrast with Hong Kong’s fusion dessert trend. Tofu is a delicacy that transcends many cultures and cuisines, a simple dish that can be plated in a myriad of forms, textures and flavours. From silken to puffed, sweet or stinky, from China to Japan, Taiwan, Malaysia and beyond – this basic ingredient made from just soy beans, water and a natural coagulant has become a historic staple throughout the Asian continent. The soft tofu has a smooth and silky texture, and it can be served hot or cold, making it a delicacy for any weather.
In Hong Kong, tofu plays another important role – it’s comfort food. I’ve talked about Hong Kong’s craving for nostalgia before, but it was only after a bowl of warm dau fu fa that I saw just how much food plays a part in this culture's yearning for the past.
Hidden in the midst of Sham Shui Po’s street markets, Kung Wo has been around for a long time making soy products from scratch. They have been operating since 1958. I had the hardest time finding this place since I had no idea what it was called and barely knew my way around the area. Serving up silky smooth tofu pudding, sweet delicious soy milk and tasty tofu squares smeared with fish paste, Kung Wo is one of Hong Kong’s hidden gems. If you’re in the area, definitely hunt this hole in the wall down and enjoy a delicious bowl of tofu pudding or two.
Today is the big day! I am celebrating my 8-year blogiversary. When I look back at my older posts I love seeing how much my blog has changed and grown. It’s so great being able to share my thoughts, experiences, ideas and travels with all of you. Life is a carnival that is full of fun and joy, ups and downs, shocks and surprises, meetings and partings.
So is blogging.
Eight years is a long time in the blogosphere, and I’m glad to still be around. This is a really special milestone because eight years ago this week, I decided to try something new and enter into this world that I essentially knew nothing about. I didn’t have a lot of expectations when I started blogging. I also didn’t tell a lot of people I had become a blogger. I remember when I decided to create a photography blog, is that blogging was a way to find my own self. It would force me to get out, to explore, to learn and make new discoveries. And maybe, just maybe along the way, I’d eventually inspire other people to do the same thing in their lives.
I’m grateful to you for visiting this blog, reading my posts, sharing your views, supporting me, which makes all the difference to me. Whether this is the first time you have stopped by or you have been here since the beginning, I want to say thank you.