
We were hungry but hey, this was our first night in Hong Kong.
We were still enthusiastic about every single little thing, & our backs were still not hurting yet.
Mak was probably busy counting his money already. We'll be back. You mak our words.And so it was clear which one we should go for, Tsim Chai Kee.

Even though just across the same street, this shop had definitely put more effort into its interior decor to appeal to the other senses.
You can tell that the owner had taste.

It's definitely not an open-your-mouth-&-eat shop like Mak's. You know what I mean. Mak's would probably be for those I-am-hungry-so-give-me-food-I-eat-&-I-go kinda customers.

I have a very bad habit, and this habit stems from all those years of having Kuching Mee Kolok. So when I tried these wonton noodles, I found them just so so, and a bit bland. Nee would probably be rolling her eyes at me already. I'm sorry but that's just how I felt.
However, I knew they were good stuff. It's just that my tongue spoke a different language.
The noodles really turned out to be as what Terri claimed. They're like springy rubber. One bite & you'll bounce on it.
Noodles with Sliced Beef.








