Crack a coconut for release. Release from the honk of the Harbour tunnel car horn, the beep of the Admiralty MTR door and the shrill of the mainlander tones. Embark instead upon a world of damp sand between toes, straws between sunburnt lips and the rhythm of waves in the otherwise silence. Cons of living … More Coconuts are for holidaying
Let the crimson, heart-shaped, decidedly feminine fruit slanting in a flute of prosecco bubbles be an ingredient for friendship. Not just for friendship, but for girlfriends. For the shared bond that boys with their pizza slices and downed beers, belly laughs and bigger frames simply can’t be relied upon for. No, let the strawberry be … More Strawberries are for girlfriends
The coffee is from the Taiwanese bubble tea stall. Served in a super size plastic cup, pushed forwards by the smiliest server before he retreats back into the throng of waving receipts. Twenty-four Hong Kong dollars- almost the same price as my shrimp noodle lunch. Half luxury, half necessity- I am too tired to indulge … More Where Do You Drink Yours?