[sweet girls] a promise of toys

Teddy doesn’t mind being a tourist, but only if we promise to go ‘shopping’. For anything. I don’t know where she gets this need to shop. Not from me. Ask my mom. My sister, my friends. My hub. I’m not really a ‘shopper’ that way. Although, here in HK, it’s pretty much forced down your throat — there are SO many malls.

Anyway, she scored a bead craft thing and some water paints in exchange for a few snapshots. I got the better deal by far. Our little Latina.

dough balls at:
Pizza Express, SOHO Square, 21 Lyndhurst Terrace, Central, Hong Kong  //  t: 2850 7898

shirt: Zara via Stanley Market


[love it] our first public holiday, more

So two weeks later. I, for one, enjoyed the Fire Dragon Festival in Tai Hang. Teddy thought it was okay. Ava was wary of the burning incense. Perry didn’t like all the smoke.

Here are some additional observations and activities from that night.

Public sidewalks. aka place to sort through your loot. aka backyard grill. aka designated public walking path, remember?

Chilly bliss. We grew tired (and hot) of waiting for the festivities to begin (45 minutes of ceremonial blah blah, in Chinese). So we mosey’d around the corner and found a ‘smoothie’ shop called Xiao Tian Gu (address at end of post). Chinese style. Cool, refreshing and cool and refreshing. Blended ice fruit concoctions, sweet red bean–pure chilly bliss.

I just love a marching band. Just before scrambling to follow the winding dragon through the streets, the crowd moves and gets excited. And then without really knowing it, the people part to make way for a marching bagpipe band. Yep. Kilts. Furry, tall hats. Knee-high socks. Bagpipes. And all Chinese, except for one guy. It was A W E S O M E!

smoothie+ shop:
Xiao Tian Gu, G/F, 10-11B School Street, Tai Hang, Hong Kong  //  t: 2882 6133

[food porn] my life doesn’t suck

Not gonna lie. My life doesn’t suck.

We’re still doing a fair amount of touristy stuff. Mostly hitting an area and just wandering. The other night Hub and I found a great new yakitori (yakitori=grill on a stick) restaurant, Yardbird. Japanese style grilling is the key, but the other thing that makes Yardbird special is they grill every part of the chicken – heart, liver, neck, gizzards, etc. Minimally simple interior and presentation of food. Fun, informative staff (it’s the UN of waitstaff). Inventive and yet highly editable food combinations. We will definitely become regulars.

And maybe next time I’ll try more of those exotic innards.

images via: Asia Tatler Dining and Yardbird

[different but the same] let’s go to the market

So we’re here. And somewhat settled (as much as you can be in four days).

We’re in a ginormous complex with about 18 towers. It’s a small community. If I were the non-adventourous type, I would never – never – have to leave this complex. It has everything (including a pre-school and Botox services at the spa across the street).

Our first to-do was to stock up on food items. So we walked across the street (I like the sound of that) and ventured into the international market/grocery store. It has great stuff from every place around the world. Including some of our all time favorites.

It made me giggle though to see how things are just a little different, but of course the same. And if you look closely at the Snap, Krackle and Pop’s eyes, I’d swear there was more of a ‘slant’ to them than in the States.