Everything is mixed up in Hong Kong. You can easily meet a Hindu in the old-established Hong Kong restaurant, cooking high-Italian cuisine, there are skyscrapers with the holes for dragons to fly through and, at the same time, it’s not easy at all for a person to cross the road.
In Hong Kong I stopped being surprised at anything. Stopped completely and entirely. So when I was told that a small, seemingly unremarkable restaurant located in the stadium is famous for its cuisine far beyond this amazing city, I took this info with true humbleness of an adherent to Zen Buddism.
OK, said I to myself and headed off to shoot this good-natured Chinese guy (you’ve seen his portrait already), who cooked for me a classic German dish, braised beef ribs. On their own Chinese style, of course.
Try to cook it, I’m sure you’ll get into the spirit of this wonderful city.